Sacrifice

That night, Teng Xiaohong cried endlessly.

Pu Ye was in a state of desperation, ever since he told Teng Xiaohong that Shui Lan was a spiritual pet given to him by the sect, Teng Xiaohong was like a woman who overturned the vinegar vat, crying at the top of her voice, tears cost nothing When it falls, those who hear it will be sad and those who see it will cry.

Bo Ye felt extremely distressed, he repeatedly explained that Shui Lan was sent by the sect, and he and Shui Lan also had an agreement to let Shui Lan go when he reached Arhat status, but Sheng Teng Xiaohong pretended not to hear , crying heart-piercingly, as if being abandoned.

Fujiko Yin looked at the scene as if he was coaxing his son with interest, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Hehe, he won't tell Puye that Teng Xiaohong's tears are all the sea water sucked by his tentacles in the sea =v=

Teng Xiaohong cried for a long time, and after she gradually stopped, she seemed to be extremely tired, and slowly fell asleep lying on Bo Ye's body.

Pu Ye took a breath. Today he was anxious because of worrying about Teng Xiaohong, and later because of Teng Ziyin's appearance, his mood was disturbed and he vomited blood in his mouth. Later, Teng Xiaohong became Thumbelina. After comforting Teng Xiaohong for so long, at this moment Teng Xiaohong was finally safe and sound. He let out a sigh of relief and suddenly felt exhausted.

He leaned against the wall made of red vines. The cool surface of the vines cooled his heavy brain, and he heard low laughter in his ears.

"Is he like this in the past?"

Pu Ye looked up and saw that Teng Ziyin was sitting at the corner of the vine by one arm, his long gown hanging down to the floor, and the hem even covered his translucent tulle hem.

Bo Ye really didn't have the energy to worry about so much, he closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said lazily, "He used to be very good."

Tengzi Yin Waner, Teng Xiaohong and Puye grew up in the temple, if they were crying like this every day, then the great monks in the temple would have pulled Teng Xiaohong out by the roots.

"He's living a good life." Tengzi Yin said in a flat tone, "When I was conscious, I tried to hide myself every day. The newborn bloodthirsty vine seedlings are the bone phosphorus bird's favorite food."

Pu Ye was stunned, and he looked at Teng Ziyin. Although the young man in front of him had Teng Xiaohong's face, Teng Xiaohong couldn't match the vicissitudes of life between his brows and eyes.

"I was picked up by my uncle when I was four years old, and most of the disciples in the monastery were older disciples, so no one ever realized that when I rushed from where I lived to the restaurant, the meals had already been snatched up by all the senior brothers. "Pu Ye closed his eyes, leaned on the vine, and said slowly, "The deacon found that I always had no food, so he gave me a bag of pine nuts, saying that there is enough spiritual energy in the pine nuts, and one can go without food for several days I was so happy that I put the pine nuts on the bedside table and ate one every few days. One day I took out the pine nuts, but found that they were red. I found out later that they were seeds, not pine nuts.”

Bo Ye opened his eyes, with a gentle smile, and Tengzi Yin was taken aback, "I planted Teng Xiaohong by accident and raised him with my own hands. It has been more than ten years since then."

Fujiko Yin lowered her eyes, unable to see sadness or joy, "He is my new soul after reincarnation and reconstruction. In fact, in a sense, he is me, and I am him."

Bo Ye shook his head and said calmly, "No, in my opinion, you and him are one person, but not one person."

"Different environments shape different people. If you grow up like Xiaohong, how can you stand proudly in front of Senior Xuxuan and say that three thousand years is only a moment?"

Fujiko Yin's pupils widened suddenly, and then he laughed silently. His eyes were long and narrow, and when he laughed happily, his long eyelashes completely covered them, making it impossible to see the streamer flashing inside.

He is really happy, Blood Vine King is not Teng Xiaohong, he has his own dignity and pride, he envies Teng Xiaohong's arrogance and childishness, but he will never allow himself to become like this.

Bo Ye could understand this immediately after seeing himself, and Fujiko felt a joy of being understood in his heart.

"I was a little reckless today." After being happy, Fujiko Yin talked more, and he suddenly confided, "Xuxuan has already transformed into a god, and I haven't recovered my cultivation. If he wants to do something to me , is an easy thing to do."

After hearing this, Bo Ye felt deeply disturbed. If he hadn't been eager to find out Xiaohong's physical problems, Fujiko Yin would not have exposed them directly.

He pondered, "Senior Xuxuan is not an unwise person, he has no conflict with you, so he probably wouldn't attack you."

"Do you think monks are as generous and harmless as you are?" Fujiko Yin sighed, "Over the years, I have seen many monks with temperaments like yours have already turned into a handful of loess, and peace is not the solution. Mo Be lucky."

Pu Ye was speechless, what Teng Ziyin said to him was from the bottom of his heart, and the meaning of concern was extremely obvious, and seeing the exact same face as Teng Xiaohong, Pu Ye involuntarily softened his expression, he nodded, "You are right. "

It is easy to observe the changes of Boye's thoughts. Fujiko Yin understood it in an instant. He suddenly felt that the people in front of him were simple-minded. He had seen too many wise people. They were either cunning or sinister or vicious, but few of them were as good as Boye. , equally transparent, but still pure.

——It is different from those old monks on Mount Sumeru, who are stubborn, full of compassion, but arrogant and arrogant.

So Fujiko smiled more genuinely.

Puye didn't know that Fujiko Yin was thinking about him, and was still worried, "What will fellow Taoist plan to do in the future?"

"Cold salad, I have lived for more than [-] years anyway, and I have a little bit of skill." Fujizi Yin said very modestly. Of course, if Bai Wei was here, she would be trembling with fright and absorb other people's demon pills at will. Call it a small craft? !

Bo Ye was silent for a while, and he said with some difficulty, "That fellow Taoist...is he planning to leave right now?"

Seeing Boye's tangled appearance, Tengzi Yin almost laughed out loud, remembering that the two of them met for the first time today, so she lowered her face halfway, and her long black hair fell in front of her eyes, blocking the smile on her lips.

He sighed intentionally, with a desolate and desolate tone, "It's difficult for a demon cultivator to cultivate, but now that he has Xiaohong in his body, one body and two souls, it may be difficult for him to practice in the future... In fact, no matter what, I don't plan to go back."

Pu Ye hesitated to speak and looked at Teng Ziyin with worry in his eyes.

Teng Ziyin continued to use a tone that sounded calm but implied desolation, "There are millions of spirit clans in the upper realm. There are no truly loyal subordinates, and few friends."

He raised his head, his eyes were a little dazed, "You also raised bloodthirsty vines. When you know that bloodthirsty vines need blood essence when they evolve, and they need blood essence from people with advanced cultivation, and later they need to suck souls. I had one or two friends, but after discovering my cultivation method, they all stayed away, some were eaten by me, some were killed by me, some escaped, and after a long time, there was no one around."

"So what's the use of me going back?" His tone was extremely calm, so calm that Bo Ye couldn't bear it, "No one will wait for me when I go back, and no one will remember me."

Pu Ye twitched the corners of his mouth, and said suddenly, "Little Hong has never eaten anyone since she practiced." He thought for a while, and added, "Even if he did, he is still a thief who wants to rob me. The cause and effect is on me. , it will not hinder Xiaohong's cultivation."

Tengziyin was taken aback. It turned out to be the case. No wonder he cultivated so fast in this life, no wonder his body refused to cooperate with him when he wanted to kill someone, no wonder he felt light and clear when using his spiritual power... Even though the purple mansion's spiritual power was still bloody and deep, But there is no trace of turbidity, it is as clean as the waves of the sea of ​​blood when the world was first born, crystal clear and gorgeous.

If there is a warm current flowing slowly through the bottom of his heart, he is very moved. Even if Bo Ye is raising Teng Xiaohong, from a certain point of view, he is also raising him.

Few people are willing to use the bloodthirsty vine as a spiritual pet, and most of them just use the talent of the bloodthirsty vine to kill the enemy. Few people can really consider the cultivation of the bloodthirsty vine itself like Bo Ye.

Tengziyin took a deep look at Boye, and suddenly said, "The bloodthirsty vine must devour essence and blood before it can advance. Xiaohong doesn't eat people, so how can she cultivate?"

Bodhisattva said naturally, "Eat mine."

Fujiko Yin was completely stunned, he didn't know how to answer, how could there be such a stupid person in the world who moved him and was at a loss? !

After a while, he didn't know which string in his brain was broken, and he said, "Can you feed Xiaohong by yourself?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujiko Yin felt extremely annoyed.

Unexpectedly, Bo Ye sighed and nodded, "Of course I can't do it alone!"

"..." Fujiko Yin froze, "Oh?"

Pu Ye thought for a while, took out a notebook from the Qiankun bag, and handed it to Tengzi Yin, "This is Teng Xiaohong's account book."

"Account book?" Fujiko Yin popped out word by word like a parrot, and he took the book, which was only the size of a palm, with three large characters [Account Book] written on the cover.

Fujiko Yin glanced at Boye, then stretched out his hand, and turned a page.

As soon as he saw the first line of words, he felt like he was being struck by lightning.

On a certain day in a certain year, a certain Zen master in the Bodhi Court, xx drops of blood, the price: take care of xx elixir for one month.

On a certain day of a certain month in a certain year, a certain Zen master of Yaowangyuan gave xx drops of essence and blood, the price: to help give birth to xx elixir for three months.

On a certain day of a certain month in a certain year, a certain disciple of Luohan Hall, xx drops of blood, price: to protect the disciple during the mission.

……

"..." The corners of Teng Ziyin's mouth twitched wildly, and he turned to the back at a somewhat irritable speed. Sure enough, this whole book was all about the monk's business of essence and blood.

He said weakly, "Teng Xiaohong...how many years have you been eating?"

Pu Ye blinked, "It's been a long time, after all, I always eat my food, how can I practice!?"

Fujikoyin held his forehead speechlessly, feeling for the first time that his understanding of the monk seemed to be a little off.

"Does your master not care?"

Pu Ye smiled, "The mutation rate of the elixir produced by Xiaohong is [-]%. The elders of the Yaowang Academy like to find Xiaohong the most. Thanks to Xiaohong, the elixir and alchemy produced by the Yaowang Academy in recent years The effect of the completed elixir has increased by at least [-]%, senior brother is very happy every time he sees Xiaohong."

"..." Tengziyin didn't know what to say anymore, thinking that he was a majestic blood vine king, but he was doing blood essence business...

He stared blankly at the bill, and suddenly said, "Your sect is called Wuyin Temple, right?"

Boye didn't understand, so he nodded and said, "Yes, Wuyin Temple."

Teng Ziyin coughed, turned his eyes to the other side, and did not look directly at Bo Ye, "Now I am awake, and I can practice my own exercises, so I don't need to bother you from now on."

Bo Ye frowned, "Your cultivation method? Forgive me for being rude, if the cultivation method you mentioned ends up being split into seeds by lightning, then I will never allow Xiaohong to practice with you!!"

Teng Ziyin blinked, looked at Pu Ye with a half-smile, "Then what do you mean?"

Bo Ye pursed his lips, and for a while, he saluted respectfully, "My Wuyin Temple is considered a leader in the righteous way in this world. If seniors don't give up, juniors can temporarily cultivate in our temple. As for the essence and blood that Xiaohong needs for cultivation, I... ..." He gritted his teeth, "I'll be in charge!!"

Tengziyin's eyes lit up, and he was extremely happy in his heart, but he couldn't see the slightest bit on his face. He even said in a disgusted tone, "Well, if the blood is impure, I will be held accountable!"

Pu Ye was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand."

The author has something to say: Dahong will slowly discover that Xiaohong has countless black histories =v=

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This was written before, but I deleted it later and put it up as an easter egg.

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Fujiko Yin touched his chin, "I heard Qingque said that you issued a warrant for my arrest?"

Pu Ye said silently, "Because Xiaohong left suddenly, the blood wave broke out at that time, and the monks of the human race and the monks of the monster race were fighting fiercely. If someone uses Xiaohong's incident to attack Wuyin Temple..."

Fujiko understood, he blinked, looked at Puye, and shook the bookkeeping book on his hand, "Puye, look, there is no righteousness in business, even if the business cannot be done in the future, we will You can do it quietly!"

Pu Ye was stunned.

Teng Ziyin was struck to death by lightning because he ate too many people before. Now that Teng Xiaohong has found a broad road, why doesn't he continue? !

He approached the bodhisattva, almost sticking to the bodhisattva, his deep voice was like an elegant and simple zither sound, "I'll protect you, you let me take a few bites regularly, okay?"

Pu Ye was silent for a long time before saying, "I understand."