Self-denial System [Rebirth]

Six years later, Fuyun Mountain.

On an autumn morning, the frost was still there, and there was silence everywhere.

"Master Xu, are you up yet?"

A male voice called urgently in the courtyard, before the words finished, the door was pushed open from the outside, and then a man rushed into the room at a trot.

Xu Mu was sitting at the table with his legs crossed, holding a cup of freshly poured tea in his hand. Seeing him rushing in, he raised his eyes and gave him a meaningful smile.

The man looked at his smile, stopped in his footsteps, and felt bad for a while.Sure enough, from the corner of the eye, he spotted another person in the room: "Gu... Headmaster Gu... Are you there?"

Gu Jingyin looked at him for a while, then slowly said: "Zi Ran seems to hit it off with my brother."

Wen Ziran didn't understand, so he froze for a moment, nodded and said, "That's, that's... I have something to ask Mr. Xu for advice."

Xu Mu stood up, greeted him with a friendly smile, "You still don't come often, it's not normal if he's not around someday."

It was only then that Wen Ziran felt a little uncomfortable. On weekdays, he and Master Gu went out to do errands quite a few times, but they never went as weird as today, he hesitated and said: "Then...if it's inconvenient... Then I will come to another day... another day and come back with the young master..."

Xu Mu smiled and pushed him into the chair: "It's okay, don't delay, just pretend he doesn't exist."

Wen Ziran was a little terrified when he heard the words, and glanced quietly to one side, only to see Gu Jingyin walking over calmly, and took the cup that Xu Mu was holding in his hand: "Don't drink the cold tea that has been left for several nights. , I'll get you the medicine."

After saying this, he walked out through the open door, leaving a place for the two of them to talk alone.

Wen Ziran stared blankly at his back disappearing at the end of the stone road in front of the house, then looked away in a daze, swallowed, thought for a while, picked up the leftover tea on the table, poured it into his stomach, and opened his mouth: "Master Xu, I want to propose marriage to Miss Yinghan, but I don't know what to say and how to do it. I have no experience in this matter..."

Xu Mu didn't look at him, and said slowly: "So, you have to come to me every day, and the problem is the same every time."

Wen Ziran nodded.

Xu Mu said: "There is nothing I can do to help. I also have no experience."

Wen Ziran opened his mouth, not knowing what to answer, and after a while, he said again: "Every time I try to make her happy, she always looks like she doesn't answer."

Xu Mu said: "Oh, so?"

Wen Ziran continued: "I asked her what she likes, and she said she likes being with you."

Xu Mu said: "Oh, so?"

Wen Ziran said: "So... I thought, Young Master must have some way to please people, so I came here to ask for advice."

Xu Mudao: "You should talk to Head Gu about this matter, let him agree to your marriage, and everything will be settled?"

Wen Ziran was puzzled: "I've said it before, but here lies the difficulty. Headmaster Gu said that he can't make the decision, the girl must agree to it, and if the girl doesn't agree, he won't agree."

Xu Mu smiled: "That's right."

Wen Ziran said, "What did you say, Young Master?"

Xu Mu turned around: "Okay, tell me how you make her happy."

"When you see beautiful jewelry, buy it for her." Wen Ziran said sincerely, and took out a jade box from his arms while talking, "No, a box of jewelry, I plan to give it tonight."

Xu Mu: "..."

Holding the box in his hand, Wen Ziran looked at him expectantly.

Xu Mu cleared his throat and said, "That's it?"

Wen Ziran still said sincerely: "That's it. Not... not enough?"

Xu Mu also replied sincerely: "If I were her, I would not marry you."

Wen Ziran was a little disappointed, and took back the things resentfully: "I know that too. But I don't know how to express my heart."

Xu Mu sighed, and said, "You want someone to marry you with such a thing? Why is it so cheap? Huh?"

Wen Ziran woke up like a dream: "Oh, I was confused, this thing is a bit cheaper."

Xu Mu nodded, and said helplessly, "I won't marry you even if you move to Jinshan."

Hearing this, Wen Ziran raised his head and looked at him, looking a little at a loss, and continued to ask for advice sincerely: "I also ask you to show me the way."

Xu Mu couldn't laugh or cry: "You will only appear frivolous and superficial if you give these things, as if you want to buy people's feelings with money. You want her to see your sincerity, not gold and silver jewelry, understand?"

Wen Ziran replied honestly, "I don't really understand."

Xu Mu took a deep breath, tried hard to think about how to express it, and said after a while: "First of all, you need to let her understand your intentions. Have you ever told her about your desire to marry her?"

Wen Ziran seemed to be frightened, and stammered: "Of course... Of course not, I didn't even dare to say a few words when I saw her, and... still say this?"

Xu Mu explained to him very experienced: "Nuo, you see, this is the problem. First, don't think that marriage is out of question. Girls are not as hypocritical as you think. If you want to marry her, just say so and let her marry you." People have a judgment in their minds, whether to consider or refuse. You always play tricks to tease people, but you never promise to marry them. This is outrageous. Second, don’t just follow her when you see her What kind of vicious, frightened, afraid to say anything, hem and haw, would girls like it? Not only do they feel uncomfortable getting along, but they also feel that this relationship is unequal from the beginning. What about unequal feelings? long?"

Wen Ziran suddenly took out a piece of paper from his pocket: "My lord, do you have any ink here?"

Xu Mu was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

Wen Ziran said, "I have to write it down."

Xu Mu: "..."

"You don't need to write it down." Xu Mu said modestly, and took away the paper in his hand, "We... that... continue to finish what we just said."

Wen Ziran hurriedly said: "Okay, please tell me, my lord."

Xu Mu said: "To sum up the above two points, you just need to express your feelings to her correctly."

Wen Ziran asked, "How to express it?"

Xu Mu was speechless: "You have to ask me this too? Think about it yourself."

Wen Ziran said pitifully, "This... I can't figure it out."

Xu Mu couldn't laugh or cry anymore, and sighed: "Well, the key to expressing is to grasp the "degree". First of all, don't be too rigid or too careful, and talk to her with an equal attitude and express yourself clearly. However, although you must express your intentions clearly, you must not be too obvious and deliberate. If you are too purposeful, it will appear that you... how should I put it... plotting something wrong."

After hearing this, Wen Ziran frowned even tighter, as if he was thinking hard: "Then how should I express it?"

Xu Mu was speechless and said, "I've already talked about this, why don't you understand? You don't have to deliberately prepare for a ceremony, and buy any jewelry, just chat with her like a friend , said a thousand serious words, with a few casual words of love in the middle. Let her feel that you are still a stable and reliable person, and the confession of your heart is involuntary expression of true feelings. Only such details can move people. Understand gone?"

Wen Ziran suddenly realized and nodded hurriedly.

Xu Mu said: "As for what you want to say, I can't teach you. In short, remember to pay attention to your tone of voice and eyes. You must be patient in your tone and gentle in your eyes. Watch your words and expressions, learn to follow her, coax her, and speak in the direction she likes. "

Just as Wen Ziran was about to say something more, he suddenly saw Gu Jingyin coming in from the door, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and called, "Ziran."

Wen Ziran immediately jumped up from the chair when he heard the words, and replied, "Yes."

Gu Jingyin seemed not at all interested in what they were talking about, and ordered in a neutral tone: "Yinghan hasn't been back to Mochi Peak for more than a year, I plan to let her go back and have a look, you can send her off tomorrow. Don't worry too much, just walk slowly."

Wen Ziran was stunned for a moment before realizing that this seemed like a good job.

Xu Mu quickly added: "Did you hear me, walk slowly and enjoy the scenery along the way."

Wen Ziran hastily bowed to Gu Jingyin and nodded, saying: "Okay, okay, okay, thank you, Master Gu, I'll go get ready."

Seeing him trotting all the way out of the house, Xu Mu smiled in relief, took the cup on the table and brought it to his mouth, and the long speeches he had made all morning made his tongue smoke.

"I told you not to let you drink it, why are you so disobedient." The cup was snatched away again, and then a cup of warm soup was stuffed into the hand, and the smell of herbs permeated the air.

Xu Mu held the cup of dark soup under his nose and asked, disgusted: "What the hell is this? I told you that I have nothing to do, so what are you doing for me?"

Gu Jingyin didn't intend to expose him, after listening to his words, he bent down behind him and whispered to persuade him: "There is no harm in drinking it, for the sake of my hard work in preparing it for you, why don't you take a sip?"

Seeing his appearance, Xu Mu was completely worn out and lost his temper. Afraid that he would act coquettishly in his next sentence, he hurriedly grabbed the bowl and drank it immediately.

"Okay, okay, finished drinking, okay?" Xu Mu threw the empty cup in his hand to him, with a bored tone of letting him stay as long as it's cool.

But Gu Jingyin didn't follow his wishes, but wrapped his arms around him from behind the chair, and said softly, "Senior brother."

Xu Mu immediately got goosebumps, and asked vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Gu Jingyin still said unhurriedly: "It turns out that the tone and eyes need to be prepared in advance. I have really learned a lot today."

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he wanted to change the focus: "Master Gu, when did eavesdropping become your hobby?"

Gu Jingyin laughed: "I don't need to eavesdrop, the two of you are talking endlessly, you can hear clearly through two walls."

Xu Mu quickly explained: "I am also helping people out of trouble and doing good deeds."

Gu Jingyin rolled up a strand of black hair next to his cheek with his hands, fiddled with it once and for all, and said casually: "Really."

Xu Mu continued to explain with a guilty conscience: "Well... listen to me, my tone and eyes towards you have always been sincere and sincere, and there is no falsehood! I have never used this kind of trick on you..."

Gu Jingyin suddenly turned the chair half a circle so that he was facing her, looked at him and said, "Then who did you use it on?"

Seeing his appearance, Xu Mu knew that he had started again, and he would never let it go if he didn't follow his will.

Xu Mu suddenly laughed and teased him, "That's a lot, I can't even remember."

Gu Jingyin narrowed his eyes, and asked with interest: "Are they all men or women?"

Xu Mu replied, "It's all there."

Gu Jingyin lifted his chin and let him get closer to her: "So careless?"

Xu Mu raised his eyes: "Do you have an opinion?"

Gu Jingyin withdrew his hand: "Yes."

Xu Mu smiled: "Then what do you want to do?"

Gu Jingyin straightened up: "What else can I do, let me let go."

Xu Mu put away his smile: "Oh, that can't be done."

Xu Mu tripped the person in front of him with his foot while talking, Gu Jingyin was defenseless and staggered a step forward.Xu Mu pulled him into his arms as if he had been prepared.

"You are already mine." Xu Mu whispered in his ear, "You are not allowed to go anywhere in this life."

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(During the serialization, I promised a little angel to write a side story about Ghost King and Mo Chu. Now that it’s all over, I won’t open a new chapter. I’ll just add it here, so I don’t need to spend any more money to buy it.)

Extra Story [-]: What is morality

When Lin Mochu arrived at Fengxue Town, the people in the town were fleeing en masse.People carried their burdens and led their children to run along the bluestone road, and the whole town was in chaos.

Lin Mochu didn't care about being bumped into by the crowd, so he stopped a passerby and asked, "Where's Chu Siyi? What about others?"

Hearing the name, the man stopped by him was stunned for a moment before replying: "Chu, Chu Siyi? Are you asking... the ghost king?"

Lin Mochu frowned: "Where is he?"

The man broke free from him, ran forward, and said, "Don't ask, run away! It's him, he's crazy, killing people everywhere, he can't stay here any longer."

Lin Mochu's eyes darkened, as if the ice and snow were slowly solidifying.He withdrew his hand, pulled away and walked against the crowd.

Passing through layers of crowds, Lin Mochu's eyes fell on the depths of the town - the place where it is connected to the snowy land.In addition to the silhouettes of the mountains, there was also a layer of black air at this time.

The miasma was chasing after the running crowd, like a blizzard pouring down from a high mountain.

The few women who ran slowly were about to be engulfed in the evil black mist.They turned around and looked, as if they understood what was going to happen, they couldn't help crying.

But just when they closed their eyes and were ready to face death, there was no black energy engulfing them, but a crisp sword sound instead.

When they opened their eyes, they saw a silver light flashing in front of them. A man with a long sword in his hand blocked the black wall that seemed to have a mighty force.

"Let's go!" Lin Mochu turned around and said to them.

Only then did the women come to their senses. They didn't bother to say any more words of thanks at the moment of life and death. They immediately wiped away their tears, got up from the ground and ran forward.

Lin Mochu's sword lasted only for a while, but it couldn't withstand the erosion of black air. A powerful force was transmitted to his wrist through the long sword, shaking him away, and falling heavily to the ground.

Without any hesitation, Lin Mochu immediately picked up the sword again, and rushed into the fog that seemed to have countless fangs and claws.

"Chu Siyi! Where are you? Get out!" Lin Mochu panted and shouted, his clothes were soaked with sweat, his hands were trembling and he couldn't hold the sword steadily.

As soon as the words fell, the surrounding black air suddenly dissipated, revealing a white snowfield.

Lin Mochu put away his sword, stood up, and looked around, quietly.

"Yo, Brother Mo Chu, why are you here?"

Lin Mochu turned his head abruptly, only to see a man in black standing behind him with a slight smile on his lips.

"You! Stop it!" Lin Mochu pulled out his sword again with all his strength, pointed at him and said, "You stop now...I will...not kill you."

"Don't kill me?" The smile on the corner of the man's mouth disappeared immediately, "Why do you kill me?"

Lin Mochu said: "People like you, everyone can..."

The man interrupted him and said, "Everyone gets it and punishes it?"

Lin Mochu said: "It is unacceptable to violate morality."

The man stared at his sword, and said in a gloomy voice, "Master Lin, tell me, what is morality?"

Lin Mochu said: "Chu Siyi, you are not worthy to ask about the word "morality". You have a lot of blood and debts in your hands, and you have slaughtered countless lives. People who deviate from the scriptures should be repaid in this round."

The man suddenly laughed loudly: "Ridiculous! Absurd! The reason why Daoyi is called Daoyi is because people foolishly say that it is Daoyi, and it is what it is. Let me tell you, Lin Mochu! Cultivating demons or cultivating immortals, becoming ghosts or becoming Buddhas , are all bloody roads! Everyone is the same! Your master and your uncle are not..."

Lin Mochu shouted: "Shut up! It's not their turn to defile you."

The man smiled strangely: "They killed people. I can't say it. If I say it, it will be defiled. But if I kill people, you will spread a bad name everywhere and be strangled by you. Let me just ask, this is yours. 'Moral'?"

Lin Mochu's arms trembled slightly, not knowing how to answer.A cold wind suddenly blew all around, and there were noisy voices behind him.Lin Mochu looked back, only to see his fellow disciples coming to help him in the wind and snow.

Lin Mochu sighed, and turned around: "Chu Siyi, don't be stubborn anymore. I wanted to persuade you to stop and let you go for the sake of our acquaintance when we were young. But if you continue, don't be stubborn." Blame me and my fellow disciples for being ruthless."

The man sarcastically said: "Hey, do you still remember our acquaintance when we were young? I thought you had forgotten all about it. Lin Mochu, how did you tell me at that time? My camp, no matter who comes to bully me, you will stand up for me..."

Lin Mochu took a deep breath, and quickly interrupted him: "Siyi, those are all young and ignorant nonsense. I also said that no matter who they are, as long as they stand on the opposite side of morality, I will shoot them to death."

The man's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost gritted his teeth: "Lin Mochu, do you know how I have lived all these years? I live here alone, but my countless brothers and sisters cannot rest in peace in the land under my feet. !"

Lin Mochu lowered his voice: "I know you've been lonely all these years..."

The man raised his eyes: "Lonely? I'm not lonely at all. With lonely souls and wild ghosts all over the mountains and mountains accompanying me, how can I dare to be lonely! I just hate! I just hate!"

The snow beside the two suddenly made rustling sounds, as if small flowers were quietly breaking through the ground.But what rose from the ground was not flowers and plants, but tall stone bricks, and almost in an instant, the surroundings were surrounded by cold stone walls.

Lin Mochu panicked: "This is, this is..."

The man took a step towards him: "It's my ghost mansion, welcome Master Lin to visit."

When Lin Mochu saw him approaching, he quickly blocked the sword in front of him: "Chu Siyi, I know that you are not fair for your senior brother, but the person who killed your senior brother has already been buried in the ground, why do you want to slaughter his innocent disciple? You have to know that hatred is not the reason for your mistakes!"

The man laughed and said, "His disciples are innocent? Isn't it true that my brothers and sisters who were killed by their master in order to rob us of the treasure of our town sect were also innocent?"

Lin Mochu said angrily: "Then you can't practice this evil way because of your own personal grievances! Do you know how many ordinary people have been harmed by those monsters you raised?"

The man chuckled and interrupted: "Okay, okay, I think you and I have nothing to talk about. If you enter my ghost mansion, you don't want to get out alive. I want to see, you today Can you do justice for the heavens?"

The man spoke dryly, turned around, and looked at the monsters jumping back and forth in the room: "Do you still want to hear it?"

The human faces were chattering loudly, and some even crawled to his feet.

The man gently kicked those few away, walked a few steps, and sat by the bed: "You are not much different from the one who just left, you are both equally impatient."

The man didn't care whether there was an audience or not: "I have known him since we were young, and our apprentices are from different sects. We agreed that when we grow up, we will have a good fight to see who will win and who will lose. It's just that there is a sect. A meddlesome old man, he took a fancy to a spirit stone we sent, and insisted on taking it to set it on his stinky sword. If we didn't give it to him, he would kill fifty of my senior brothers and take it away. You come Tell me, should I kill all his disciples for such a scum? Hmm?"

The monster at his feet immediately responded with a cooperative sound.

The man smiled with satisfaction, and continued: "This is what I call 'walking on behalf of the sky'. Unfortunately, no one thinks that I am right, even the person I trust the most. I told him that I thought he was right. He will more or less understand me, but who would have thought that he came to kill me with a sword. Ridiculous, absurd, and ignorant! One mouthful of morality is bullshit!"

When the man said this, he seemed to be overwhelmed with anger. He threw off his boots, lay down on the bed, and stared at the bed curtain, lost in thought.

After a while, there was a "rumbling" sound from outside. The man got up and walked to the wooden frame, and said to the people in the room, "It seems that they are going to go out, and the mechanism may be triggered soon." Now, you all go back underground and hide well, be obedient."

After the man gave his orders, he picked up the box and lay back on the bed.Lying down for a while, he held the box in front of his eyes and looked at it, and said to himself: "It's strange, don't you want to kill me, why did you help me block the sword when your junior brother was about to succeed? You said Are you wronged?"

"Who would have thought that you all joined forces to kill me, but in the end only I, the one who was killed, survived! You said that this will be known to the world, what should they think? How should they laugh at you?" The man suddenly laughed, threw the box aside, and said in a sarcastic tone, "It's a good thing they don't know, you are still righteous men who sacrificed their lives for righteousness, and your reputation has spread far and wide. I have never gone out for so many years, so I have kept a secret for you. Evened out."

"No one owes anyone."

The author has something to say:

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Something that probably should probably be called "Postscript"? :

Thank you to every little angel who read this, I don't know what to say anymore, thank you very much.

I remember when I first started writing articles four months ago, I saw a chicken soup post by an author on Tieba. She said: "Remember your first batch of authors, most of them will not accompany you to the end , but they are the most memorable people in your writing career.” I didn’t really feel much about what she wrote at the time, because what I thought in my heart was: first of all, I need to have readers/cheek/.Because I was basically in a state of trembling and cautious at that time, I was very afraid that I would not be able to write this story, but what I was most afraid of was that I wrote it but no one read it.Then, my fears came true.When I first started posting, I was on the verge of despair-every day I was single-player numbly.Every day when I go back to the dormitory after class, I just write and write, and then click 0 to bookmark 0 to comment 0. This situation has lasted for a long time, so long that I thought I would just keep writing in silence by myself.My desire is getting lower and lower. At first, I thought maybe someone would read it after a while. Then I thought about it. If no one reads it, I should write it for myself. Then I thought about it, why don’t I write it? Let's do homework QAQ.

I know that as a reader, I have only read a book, but for the author, it seems that there is someone to accompany you on a road that you don't know what the outcome will be.

So I am basically nothing to you, but you are very important people to me.

During the winter vacation, something happened to me and I was in a bad mood. At that time, I was very stuck, and the article was almost stuck in a situation where I couldn't move an inch, because the story just happened to reach a point of divergence.The reason for the card is: when I was thinking about this story, I conceived some unreasonable plots. If I wrote it down according to the original idea, there would be many little angels who would not want to read it; but if I changed it, I would And I didn't know how to change the plot in a short time. The list requirement for that issue was [-] words, which didn't allow me to stop and think, and I almost collapsed in time for the Chinese New Year.So I had no choice but to bite the bullet and write down according to the original unflattering idea, but because I said it was unflattering, I didn't dare to write more. Basically, I just wrote an outline with a little more words, and the details were almost filled. No orz (save orz for everyone).After I posted it, all my worries became reality, and the comments about abandoning the article hit my face. I am not sad that it must be fake, but I know that the problem must be with me. The jumping back and forth of the timeline is definitely a taboo for writing articles. I especially like this narrative mode when I read the book by myself, but it seems confusing to other readers.So after I used a timeline jump, I was a little scared, and I didn't dare to die anymore, which led to the end of my third chapter staying in the manuscript box for half a month, but I still didn't dare to post it, because I jumped a few years later There are already a lot of people who say they don’t understand, and I’ll jump over suddenly... I don’t know if you will hit me... I revised and revised the last three chapters, until one day I got up in a daze from insomnia in the early morning, The impulse is all sent out.

I'm a bit easily influenced. I did stop for a while when I saw the comments saying that I didn't want to read it, but the people who can influence me must be the people I care about, and I think a lot because I care.My wish is to do my best to write a story that everyone likes. If you are not happy when you watch it, then my writing is basically meaningless.

Seeing this, I still don’t think I’m long-winded and give up. I’ll send you a little flower [rose]

Thank you for the little angels who came to leave a message. I am familiar with every one of you, especially very familiar.And the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution, I finally found out where to look at the list! orz.Thank you to the local tyrants who cast mines, thank you for your support, I will try to post the list.Thank you to my sister Zhi Xing'ejiao who wrote a long review for me, I am moved.Thanks to the little angels who gave me suggestions, I will continue to work hard!And thank you to my friend @仙时依节, who tirelessly urged me to code orz every day.Thank you everyone =3=!

Thank you for watching their stories with me. If there is a destiny, see you in the next story.

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