[Six lines like a tsubaki] Embrace the area with one heart

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When Tong Ru was four hundred years old, she met Han Muchun.

Before the age of 13, Han Muchun could almost be regarded as smooth sailing, well-connected, comfortable in food and clothing, talented and intelligent, and admitted to the imperial examination at a young age.

But there is a definite number of blessings in a person's life.Whether there is happiness or not, there will be blessings and misfortunes.

Tong Ru picked up Han Muchun who was still alive among the corpses on the ground. Han Muchun grew slowly. At that time, he was not tall enough for a boy, and he was stabbed by bandits on his back.In the mortal world, it is uncommon to leave disabled wounds, but they were cured by Tong Ru's elixir.

Han Muchun's mother passed away early, and he and his father depended on each other since childhood.When I was a child, I wanted to be a gardener, but because my father's wish was not fulfilled, I was unable to achieve fame.Once his father left, he couldn't even go to the funeral.In the dark, perhaps the fate with the mortal world has long been broken.

Han Muchun was young and intelligent, so he didn't have anything to hate when he encountered this kind of thing, but he quickly figured it out and let go.Just ask Tong Ru to go back to his hometown before taking him to Fuyao Mountain, and kneel in his father's mourning hall for one night, it is considered true to end the fate, let his family and fame go, and go up the mountain to seek Taoism.

Although the monks don't care about the affairs of the world, it is not that Tong Ru has not rescued the victims of mortals before, but Han Muchun is the only one who takes him as a disciple.In addition to Han Muchun's talent and enlightenment, it is probably this open-mindedness hidden under the immature skin that surprised Tong Ru even more.

A person's life is like moving forward with a heavy load. Many things on the back—such as fame, power, wealth, and even relatives and loved ones—are bound up in a cocoon. You know that it will be easy to let go, but after carrying it for a long time, you always feel that you are carrying it on your back. A period is the end, and if you let it go, all your previous efforts will be wasted, so no one can just let it go, and you will always be overwhelmed by these in the end, and you will not end well.

Those who can say to let go and give up when they say to give up are probably only the world where all things are regarded as dogs.

Han Muchun seems to be "seeking nothing", nothing, reflecting a bit of ruthlessness, but it runs counter to the "humanity" of the Fuyao School.

When Tong Ru led Han Muchun up the mountain, he thought, "Probably because he is still young and doesn't know what he wants."

It may not be really ruthless.

In fact, Han Muchun has only been in Fuyao for a few years, and he can make a hundred flowers bloom all over the mountain.Compared with Tong Ru, who has been immersed in practice all day long, she seems to be much more "popular".

Flower lovers, how can they be ruthless?

Tong Ru was locked in the shell of her previous life, watching Han Muchun, who was still a teenager in her previous life, holding a hoe and holding his trousers, one long and one short, busily planting flowers and grass among the verdant mountains of Fuyao Mountain. Seeing the sweat, her face was flushed, and there was a mud mark on her head, looking immature and vivid.

What he regretted to miss in this life, Han Muchun's youth, was it also like this?Did he plant the flowers blooming all over Fuyao Mountain one by one like this?

He has traveled around the world for more than ten years, and he has not seen Han Muchun for more than ten years.His thoughts were tightly locked in his chest, and he didn't dare to take it out to think about it. He was reluctant to drink the pot of Baihua wine he brought up, and the jug became smooth and slippery because of his frequent rubbing.This time, Xiangsi seemed to suddenly break the embankment, which caught him off guard and made him dizzy.

In his heart, half of this husk in his previous life was sad to see his apprentice fail to live up to expectations, while the other half was delighted to see this young man, wishing to see more of this young man's appearance, and to see a shadow he was familiar with.On the one hand, seeing Han Muchun getting a headache when he is not doing his job properly, on the other hand staring at Han Muchun, his eyes are not willing to make a mistake.

Time flies away as soon as he lets go. In the spring of the next year, Han Muchun, who has jumped a bit taller, is riding on a hoe. Behind him is a sea of ​​flowers. flower!"

At that moment, Tong Ru truly felt the quiet overlap of the past and the present——through the momentary uncontrollable heartbeat.

But Tong Ru in this life had read the commentary on everything that happened later in the nine-storey scripture building.

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He watched himself in the previous life enter the secret realm of the Three Lives.No one knows what Tong Ru saw in the Three Lives Secret Realm, but this time Tong Ru "remembered" everything.

He saw Xiaochun kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, the dried blood even covered his eyes, trying to stand up, but was caught by the hair on the back of the head with one hand, and forced to raise his head.Before he could show his pained expression, two fingers were pinned between his eyebrows.The soul of a monk was stripped from his body alive.The pained expression on the face of the body gradually became ferocious, and then gradually became hollow and numb, and the light in the eyes suddenly dimmed.

The weak soul that was pulled out was glowing with a faint white light, and the appearance of Xiao Chun could be vaguely seen. It was thrown into a lamp, and it was burned by the flames, making a shrill cry. It gradually burned like lamp oil. exhausted.

The person he loved like a treasure was broken like this.

Then the seal engraved with the ancestor's inheritance was shattered into powder, the blood of the Fuyao faction was cut off, the flowers on the Fuyao mountain withered, and the formerly beautiful land became a barren and dead place.

At that moment, Tong Ru couldn't tell which self the heart-piercing self-blame and even hatred belonged to.

When he walked out of the Three Lives Secret Realm and returned to Fuyao Mountain with a feeling similar to "the rest of his life", seeing Han Muchun still in good condition and cultivating soil for the orchids, he really came back to his senses.

It's not that Tong Ru doesn't know the art of divination, but it's related to the Fuyao Sect and Han Muchun, who are very close to him, so he dare not guess the secrets, so he asked Xu Yingzhi to come up with these three hexagrams.

The Fuyao faction - cut off, Han Muchun - died young.

Everything he saw in the Three Lives Mystery Realm was once again fulfilled in the hexagrams, and it was painful, but he needed to find that glimmer of life.

At this moment, Tong Ru, who is off-screen, seems to have forgotten a death and rebirth, and is no longer an outsider and bystander, and the past and present lives are connected in this way, Tong Ru instantly understands that in his previous life, please turn your heart into stone, and is willing to sacrifice millions of innocent souls. It is an act of changing fate against the sky.

Past life and present life, this moment begins to be indistinguishable from each other.

He seemed to completely regard the turning of his wish into stone as the last life-saving straw. He walked the [-] steps of the No Regrets Terrace with a mortal body, and he didn't feel the pain when he reached the bruises and exhaustion.

In fact, he is not afraid of death, but as the head of the school, he can't let go of the Fuyao faction inherited from his ancestors, and as a master, he is even more reluctant to part with Xiaochun—the only bit of sweetness and warmth in his long and lonely journey is his. given.

Therefore, he made a wish before everything in his heart became a stone, one for the public, asking for the Fuyao faction to continue to pass on; the other for private, asking for Han Muchun's safety and success.

It was just a fleeting thought, he hoped that there would be a little shadow of Han Muchun in his long life.

At the beginning, he was unwilling to exchange the lives of innocent people for Xiaochun's peace of mind for the rest of his life, and he only killed the heinous villains without telling him.But after all, he thought it too simple, he only killed the wicked to satisfy the appetite of millions of lives, not to mention that once he started the killing ring, he would be possessed by a demon, and the hand holding the knife would not stop until the last person was killed.

This time he went down the mountain for a long time, and after killing dozens of demons with his hands, he felt that the killing intent was almost uncontrollable.

Among the demons he killed was a great demon who aspired to be the king of Beiming. Of course, Tong Ru knew the rules of Beiming Lord's replacement, and returned to Fuyao Mountain precariously, only to see a mountain of rhododendrons in bloom, weaving into a dazzling spring colors.

Han Muchun's hoe was laid aside, his face was still rubbed with mud, but he was already dozing off under the tree, he looked like he had a good sleep, azaleas fell on his clothes and hair, reflecting his eyes An Tian was crimson.

Tong Ru wanted to reach out and wipe the petals for him, but remembered that his hands had just been stained with the dirty blood of the demon, and the murderous aura in his body was faintly mixed with demon energy, for fear of startling him, the outstretched hand was at a loss. After taking it back, he only used the last bit of fresh air on his body that was not contaminated by the devil's energy to draw a spell to shelter Han Muchun from the wind, and found a cave as if fleeing from the wilderness, and closed the death test in a hurry.

He thought that Xiaochun must not let Xiaochun see the clues before he suppressed the devilish energy in his body.

However, the changes in the world were only a flash, he only found out when he died under the siege of the Four Saints, the bloodline of the Fuyao faction was severed, and Han Muchun died young, all of which were fulfilled.

The kid he thought he didn't know what he wanted actually knew best what he wanted.

He attached a copper coin to see Han Muchun living in a weasel's shell, going in and out of his sleeve every day, being played and stroked by him under the lamp at night, feeling sad and worried, wondering how much Han Muchun had figured out the cause and effect.

His little toon has changed, he no longer grows flowers every day, and he no longer brews Baihua wine.

A hundred years later, when the master and the apprentice meet again, they are both incomplete souls.

Good fortune tricks people, so far.

Then came the hundred-year sentence.The pain of the mountains of knives and the sea of ​​fire, the ax and the axe, are not as sweet as the relative sweetness of the day.

Tong Ru didn't expect to see something else after seeing the hand holding before the ghost was gone.

He became a worm for a while, a bird for a while, a fool for a while, a beggar for a while, a farmer and a wealthy businessman, and died violently every time, all in his previous life.

Being outside the situation, he saw clearly that there was cause and effect in the dark, and he led Han Muchun at the other end.It turned out that he did not die well in the ninth reincarnation because he wanted to repay the karmic debt of Han Muchun who was caused by him to die in the first reincarnation.

He was ups and downs in the memories of his previous life like feathers of auspicious light. He remembered where he came from but couldn't find where he returned. Suddenly he heard a thunderous explosion in his ears: "Wake up!"

The child was like a shiver, suddenly returning to his senses.Knocking down the white piece in his hand, he raised his eyes to see the "self" who was holding on to the black and became extremely pale at some point.

The criss-crossing black and white pieces on the chessboard are already a "longevity calamity". 【Note [-]】

The two Tong Ru looked at each other quietly for a moment, their past and present lives were like flowers shining on water, their moods were generally the same.

Tong Ru in the previous life looked at Tong Ru in this life, his eyes were a little relieved, and he suddenly said: "Very good." Then it shattered into light spots all over the sky, and the latter stretched out his hand to gather them. into his body.

This is Tong Ru's tenth life, it seems that after going through all kinds of calamities, she finally got enough perfection, she started because of love, and never changed her love.

【Note [-]】Go has a chess shape called Changsheng Jie. Although it is not in the form of ordinary Jie, it has the characteristic of repetition of the same shape of Jie.If the black and white sides refuse to give in to each other, it will be judged as a draw or replay according to the rules.