I became Hu Aotian by selling cuteness [Wearing Books]

The two walked through the tunnel, both fully on guard, but nothing strange happened this time, they just felt that the terrain was all the way down, and the wind kept passing by their ears and hair, bringing an indescribable coldness fragrant.

The road was so narrow that they couldn't even walk side by side. Jing Feitong led the way, and Shu Lingjia followed him. He felt that the sound of the sword's cry was gradually becoming clearer in his ears, and knew that they should be on the right road this time.

Jing Feitong said in a low voice while walking: "I have heard people say that after entering the secret cave, if you are lucky enough to touch the remaining spiritual consciousness of the ancestors, you can get enlightenment or inherit the sword intent, but depending on the situation of different people, The way of inheritance is also different, so there is no way to tell you a certain situation. You should pay attention to it."

Jing Feitong is used to wearing it well, long gown with wide sleeves and fluttering sleeves. Shu Lingjia walked behind him, always seeing Jing Feitong's wide sleeves being blown in front of him by the wind. Like a big tail.

Half of his attention was distracted, he couldn't help but tugged at his hand, and asked with interest: "Then what method are you doing, let me tell you."

Jing Feitong smiled slightly unconsciously, and said: "I was not attacked when I came in, it was in a very thick white mist, other than that, I couldn't hear a single sound, and I couldn't see any other colors..."

Shu Lingjia said, "Like your life?"

The main reason is that he thought about Jing Feitong's words several times, and the impression was so deep that he said it out of the way.

After finishing speaking, Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong were silent at the same time, and then couldn't help laughing.

Jing Feitong said: "I've discovered more and more, your memory is really good, you have to remember this little thing about me for the rest of your life, right?"

Shu Lingjia laughed and said, "You didn't say it all yourself."

Jing Feitong said in his heart, I just said it casually, who would have thought that you could remember it so clearly.Besides, why don't you say that you are still a fox when you listen, and you lie on other people's laps, cover yourself with your tail, and prick up one ear to listen.

It’s just that he didn’t dare to say these words. He coughed and held back, and continued to speak: “Then I didn’t know how long I walked, and I heard the sound of a wooden fish, and someone in the dense fog began to chant scriptures.”

Shu Lingjia said strangely: "Chanting scriptures? But I remember you said that you have inner demons because you accepted the inheritance. Your inner demons can't be produced by chanting scriptures, right?"

Jing Feitong said seriously: "That's right, it's from the scriptures."

Shu Lingjia was a little taken aback.

"Actually, I usually have nothing to do in my free time, and I have read a lot of scriptures, but I have never seen the scriptures that the man recited, but I can recite them together with him. When I recite the scriptures, I gradually The state of mind is clear, and the thoughts are ethereal, as if the soul is about to leave the body and see the vast world."

Shu Lingjia is no stranger to what Jing Feitong said. When their practitioners realize the Tao and improve their realm, they often have this kind of mysterious feeling, as if they are far away from all the troubles of the world.

Generally speaking, at this point, there will often be major insights when you wake up, but you must not be interrupted, otherwise you will easily run the risk of becoming obsessed.

Jing Feitong said: "However, just when I felt that I was about to transcend the mundane world, the white mist in front of me suddenly dispersed, and I saw a mountain and a person on the other side of the mist."

The more Shu Lingjia listened, the more puzzled he became.

Jing Feitong said: "I called him, but that person turned and left, he couldn't pull it back even if he wanted to. Then I saw..."

Although he didn't know what he was going to say, Shu Lingjia instinctively felt that Jing Feitong was about to say something very, very important, which made him unconsciously hold his breath, waiting for the next one.

But Jing Feitong was silent for a long time, but said: "Sorry, I can't tell you what happened next. It touched me too deeply."

Shu Lingjia paused, and said, "It's okay."

He asked again: "Did you then have a demon?"

Jing Feitong said: "In short, when I saw the scene after the white mist dissipated, my mind suddenly became confused, and I fell from the feeling of floating in the world in an instant. Immediately, all the visions disappeared, and I returned to the scene. Come to think of it, I'm already at the entrance outside the secret cave, and the entire secret cave has been closed."

"Since then, the inner demon has gradually arisen, and it has been haunting me ever since."

After Jing Feitong finished speaking, Shu Lingjia didn't speak any more. The two were preoccupied with each other, and the surroundings were silent for a while, only the sound of footsteps and the rustling of the wind could be heard.

Suddenly, Jing Feitong, who was walking in front, stopped, raised his arms slightly, half blocked Shu Lingjia, and looked forward warily.

Shu Lingjia followed his gaze, and saw that the entire tunnel had come to an end, and there was a figure standing in front of the two of them, holding a sword in one hand, standing upright.

But after waiting for a while, the man didn't move or speak.

Shu Lingjia grabbed Jing Feitong's arm, squeezed out from behind him, and said, "This...senior?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that the other party suddenly raised his head and looked at him. It turned out to be an old man with white beard and hair, and his eyes were clear and energetic.

Immediately, he saw a flash of his sword light, and stabbed towards Shu Lingjia without saying a word.

Both Shu Lingjia and Jing Feitong were stunned, drawing their swords almost at the same time.

Shu Lingjia got closer, and flew in front of Jing Feitong, facing the old man's sword.

The moment the two swords collided, the surroundings were full of brilliance, and Shu Lingjia felt a sudden force on the sword that he had never encountered in his life. Guarantee that the long sword in his hand will not come out of his hand.

But even so, he couldn't help stepping back again and again, and the old man pressed forward. Between the attack and the defense, Shu Lingjia had retreated more than ten feet, his back was leaning heavily against the wall, and sweat was already visible on his forehead .

He tightly clenched the hilt of the sword, at this moment You Yu glanced to the side, and was shocked to realize that Jing Feitong had gone nowhere.

Shu Lingjia picked up the sword's edge one by one, took advantage of the situation, turned around, blocked the opponent's attack with a back-handed sword, and at the same time jumped up, leaped over the old man's shoulder, and shouted: "Senior brother?"

Jing Feitong didn't answer, but the opponent's sword had already arrived. Shu Lingjia took advantage of the situation to straighten his own sword, and the blade was not far off, blocking the edge of the sword, but at the same time he was forced back a few steps.

But even so, Shu Lingjia could still feel that the other party didn't try his best. If it wasn't for the mercy of his subordinates, he might have taken his life with these few moves.

He had only seen such a master in his life, even He Zizhuo Jing Feitong and others were inferior, Shu Lingjia already knew the identity of the other party.

He must be the consciousness left behind by the master of this secret cave.

Just as Shu Lingjia said "Senior", the old man suddenly stopped his sword and asked in surprise, "Why don't you try your best?"

Shu Lingjia felt that he had exhausted all his strength to breastfeed. He didn't know where the old man came from. He felt like he was saying that he was not good. Are there any deficiencies in swordsmanship?"

The old man sized him up for a moment, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, he was furious, and asked, "You don't even remember? I forgot everything I learned back then, so what kind of inheritance is there for me?"

This loud shout seemed to come from nine days away, which made Shu Lingjia feel stunned, and then saw the opponent's sword stabbing, it was surprisingly fast, and it hit his eyebrow right on the spot.

There was no pain, but it was as if a ray of coldness spread directly between the eyebrows and spread all over the body. The world changed in a blink of an eye, and it turned into another scene.

That is a Buddhist temple.

In the shrine opposite Shu Lingjia is a statue of a Bodhisattva, sitting solemnly on a high place, with slightly drooping eyebrows and eyes, kind and compassionate.

In the incense burner in front of the Buddha statue, three pillars of sandalwood were burning, and the curling aroma gradually spread, bit by bit, filling every corner of the Buddhist hall.

But Shu Lingjia himself was sitting on the floor under the window, with one leg bent and the other straight, with his back against the wall, holding a flagon in his hand on his knee.

He seemed to have just finished a sip of wine, and his mouth was burning.

Shu Lingjia didn't know what this place was, and felt as if she was attached to someone.

He looked at the Buddha statue facing him, and he felt that this person's current behavior was a bit too arrogant. If he was met by a monk, he would definitely pick up a broom and chase him down.

As soon as I thought about it, the door next to me was suddenly pushed open, and someone walked in and said, "So you are here, so I can find you!"

Shu Lingjia turned her head away, vaguely, as if she knew who this person was in her heart, but she couldn't see his face clearly.

He heard himself call "Brother".

The man walked up to him and took a look, then snatched Shu Lingjia's jug, and said, "You brat, I thought you had gone somewhere, but it's easy for me to find, so it turns out that you are hiding here." Place to drink! Don’t be afraid that Master will find out and punish you for copying scriptures.”

Although there was reproach in his words, his tone was very intimate.

The person he possessed was obviously not afraid of this senior brother. After being robbed of the jug, he was still sitting lazily, a little arrogantly, and said: "Anyway, the jug is in your hand now, and I was bumped into it." Just tell me what you drank."

The other party smiled, and actually brought up the jug, took a sip, and said, "What's wrong with that? A good brother is in trouble."

Shu Lingjia also smiled, patted the ground beside her, and said, "Sit down later?"

The man also sat down next to him, and the gorgeous clothes were spread on the ground indifferently, and asked him softly: "Why, haven't you made a decision yet? Are you in a dilemma?"

Shu Lingjia let out a "huh".

Convenience squeezed his shoulder.

Shu Lingjia said: "I just can't figure out why they abandoned me at the beginning. My mother clearly agreed to let me wait to come back to find me. Obviously nothing happened, so why didn't she come back? Since she didn't want me at all. Me, why should I hurry back when I receive a message now?"

Hearing such words from "myself", Shu Lingjia's heart shuddered suddenly.

What does it mean?

He just always felt that he should be attached to someone else and experience the life of a stranger, because in his memory, he had never been to such a place or known such a person.

——After all, a vixen, even a decent vixen, would be more or less allergic to the monk's things.

But in Shu Lingjia's impression, he really remembered that his mother told him to let him hide it and wait for her to come back. Although Shu Lingjia couldn't remember the later things at all, it just happened to match what he said at this time.

Is this a fake illusion, someone else's life, or the real past?

Who is this "senior brother", why do I have no memory at all?

But at this time, Shu Lingjia was not a fox, he was already a young man, which was different from the situation when He Zizhuo took him up the mountain.

There were a lot of thoughts in his heart, and many speculations surged up at once, Shu Lingjia wanted to listen to a few more words, but he himself did not continue.

The senior brother next to him said: "The situation is complicated and there are indeed many difficulties. In fact, I naturally don't want you to go back. It's too dangerous and you have to leave my side."

He stared at Shu Lingjia, pressed his shoulder, and asked, "Do you think it's necessary to go back?"

The other party is obviously a young man, but his tone is calm and introverted and wise. In front of him, he is completely like a brother who is as stable as a mountain, firmly supporting all worries and uneasiness.

Shu Lingjia hesitated and said, "I can't tell."

"Then if you don't go back, will you regret it?"

Shu Lingjia paused, and said honestly: "Yes."

The senior brother laughed, and said softly: "Then let's go. Since some things can be avoided, why make regrets happen?"

Shu Lingjia said: "I'm afraid I will regret it even more if I go. When I was a child, I couldn't see my parents, and I always imagined their appearance. The imagination was too perfect. But the reality is often not better than the imagination."

The other party shook his head slightly and said: "Don't think so. Since I let you go under such circumstances, there must be some unavoidable difficulties. I haven't contacted you for so many years. Maybe it's because I know you are doing well and I'm afraid of hurting you. I think Why don't you wait for Master to come back and ask again, did he take you to the Western Paradise by accidental fate, or was it entrusted by others?"

Shu Lingjia raised his eyebrows and said, "Really?"

"Of course it is."

The brother smiled and pointed out the window, and said, "It's like this tree, you thought it was going to die, but after keeping it for a year, you found that it was still blooming and flourishing all over the branches in spring. This is the reality. It's better than expected! Only in this way can we be pleasantly surprised."

Shu Lingjia thought for a while, then smiled, and said: "What you said is that it's not my temper to run away when things happen. I just don't get entangled in this matter. Let's talk about it tomorrow. If you are happy, go if you are not happy. Go or not."

The other party nodded with a smile.

After making this decision, Shu Lingjia felt relieved, stood up, pulled his senior brother up from the ground, and said: "That's it. Let's go, don't think about it, let's practice swords!"

The two went out of the Buddhist hall to practice swords.

Shu Lingjia drew out his sword, and naturally used a sword move that was completely unfamiliar to him. This was completely different from Ling Xiao's swordsmanship, but it was obviously from the same source as the opponent who was sparring with him, proving that There is no doubt that the two are direct brothers and sisters.

The level of swordsmanship he displayed at this time can even be said...much better than before the injury.

Mingming had never learned these sword moves, but when he swung the sword, he was able to handle it with ease, and he felt a sense of ecstasy as if he had lost it and found it again, as if some kind of power hidden in his body had been released, and it was an indescribable joy.

In the fierce battle, the opponent's sword is as fast as an afterimage, but it is silent, like the light blue drizzle in early spring, the rain and mist flying over the sword, hiding murderous intent in the gentleness.

This is a very good opponent, and it also makes Shu Lingjia more and more handy.

With a clear whistle, he accurately met the brother's sword blade in the overlapping rain curtains. In an instant, the sword light soared into the sky, the clouds opened and the rain cleared, and the area was brightly colored.

A bright light suddenly brightened between the sky and the earth, and then amidst the light, the scene in front of me changed, and it was dark night again.

He stood in a small courtyard, dressed in night frost, as if it was late autumn, and it was cold at night, and there was no one around him.

In the moon-turning corridor, the steps of the bluestone slabs are like water, and the light like soft waves flows.

A bell echoed from another peak in the distance, Shu Lingjia walked outside a wing room, without knocking on the door, directly pushed open the two door panels, and walked in swaggeringly.

Hearing the sound, a person sat up on the couch, wearing a white tunic and a shirt over it, it was still that senior brother.

The other party was surprised and happy when he saw him, got up and said, "You're back so soon?"

Without waiting for an answer, he took Shu Lingjia's hand again and said, "Why are your hands so cold? Is it cold outside? Sit down and warm up."

Shu Lingjia said "Okay", instead of sitting in the chair next to him, he sat directly beside his bed, lifted the quilt and stretched his hands in to cover it, and joked with a smile: "The soft pillow on the high bed, the brocade quilt in the cloud tent, you I will enjoy it, but I still lack the warm and fragrant nephrite jade, which is almost meaningless."

The other party went to the table and poured a cup of hot tea, allowing him to harm his own bed without stopping him. Hearing Shu Lingjia's words, he just smiled at him, which was quite meaningful.

Shu Lingjia wondered, "Why are you smiling so weirdly, I'm talking about you..."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly realized that he stopped when he reached the edge of his mouth, pursed his lower lip, and his face felt a little hot.

Seeing this, his senior brother couldn't help laughing, handed him the teacup, and said, "Drink water."

Shu Lingjia rolled his eyes at him, took the cup casually, and poured the water down in one go.

Then he stuffed the empty cup into his senior brother's hand, and said: "I came so late today because you won't be able to see me again tomorrow morning."

The other party was about to put the teacup back on the table, but when he heard him say this, he paused again, and turned around and said, "Are you still leaving?"

Shu Lingjia was obviously in a good mood, and with a smile in his words, he said: "Well. I saw my father this time, and I deliberately turned into a fox to see a few brothers. Everyone is very good, but I didn't see him. My mother, so I have to go down the mountain. In fact, I can go directly, didn't I rush over to tell you. "

The senior brother listened in a daze, with a melancholy expression on his face. He glanced at the moon outside the window and said, "It's just past midnight, so it's only midnight."

Shu Lingjia laughed and said, "It's not like I won't come back."

"Don't talk nonsense, you always speak freely." His senior brother also sat down beside him and sighed, "I regret that I persuaded you like that before. Recently, it's been a long time since I saw you very often. right?"

Shu Lingjia smiled and said, "Do you miss me very much?"

"Of course I miss you. Since we met, you haven't been away from me for such a long time. But it's a good thing that you can find your relatives, and I'm happy for you. I'm more worried about what will happen to you when you are alone. Danger."

Shu Lingjia was about to speak, but the other party raised his hand and blocked his words: "Okay, don't say anything, I know you are capable, but it's always easy to know someone and put your heart and soul out, just you This temper always makes people worry that you will suffer outside."

What he said was serious, but Shu Lingjia was just impatient and responded casually, picked up a book on the bedside and flipped through it, seeing it was a Buddhist scripture, threw it aside indifferently, and went to look at the patterns on the quilt.

Seeing him like this, the other party could only let out a long sigh, squeezed his face, forced his head back, and said: "Anyway, I can't stop you, don't be brave when you encounter anything, send me a message immediately, listen Have you arrived yet?"

Shu Lingjia said: "I know, I know, it's difficult to find a brother - it seems that you are much better than me, tsk."

The other party was also laughed angrily by him, shook his head and said: "Come on, if you don't say anything, you won't come back if you bother me. It's getting late, don't go back to your place, just lie on my bed and rest for a while. "

Shu Lingjia breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother, I'm tired, you said something I like to hear."

He bent down to take off his shoes and got on the bed, then moved inward again, and the brothers rested on the same bed like they did countless times when they were young.

The gauze curtain was blown up by the wind outside, and the moonlight streamed in through the window. When Shu Lingjia was about to lie down, she suddenly saw a bronze mirror upside down on the head of the bed. The patterns on the back of the mirror were simple and exquisite.

Shu Lingjia picked up the mirror and said with a smile: "What's the matter with you, do you still have to put the mirror up and put it away now? I'm afraid that the lamb will come out and eat you?"

As he spoke, he made a face in the mirror as if playing a prank.

The bronze mirror was originally blurry when it illuminated people, but at this time the light was dim, and when Shu Lingjia made a grimace, he saw that the person in the mirror was also narrowing his eyes at him, sticking out his tongue and smiling, there was a gloomy light in his eyes, It was unspeakably weird and ferocious.

Shu Lingjia's heart trembled, and he couldn't help but froze. He just felt that there seemed to be some kind of strange magic power on the mirror, which attracted his gaze.

Then he saw helplessly that his face was gradually changing.

The straight bridge of the nose is slightly collapsed, the chin is slightly elongated, becoming more and more pointed, the eyes are narrow and long, and the hair is all loose and growing wildly, covering the cheeks on both sides.

The white collar slowly turned red, and in an instant it became a red dress.

In an instant, the person in the mirror turned into a woman in a dark red palace dress!

Shu Lingjia opened his eyes wide, but the other party showed a somewhat ferocious smile.

She looks like a mortal in her forties, and her appearance is considered beautiful, but her expression looks a bit gloomy.

Those eyes stared blankly at Shu Lingjia, and immediately, two lines of blood and tears flowed out.

Shu Lingjia was looking at the woman in amazement when he felt something trembling in his bosom. He took it out and found that it was the string of beads that he got from Jiang Rong before!

No, isn't he attached to someone else?How could this bead appear at this time?

Seeing the string of beads, the woman in the mirror suddenly let out a roar and jumped up violently. Her hand broke the mirror directly. Her ten fingers were pointed and her nails were like blades, and she grabbed Shu Lingjia head-on.

This shot was extremely fast and the distance was extremely close. Shu Lingjia leaned back in a hurry, and the hand turned a corner that was impossible for a human being, and still grabbed his face.

Seeing that the finger was only an inch away from his eyeball, Shu Lingjia widened his eyes and woke up suddenly.

He was still in the secret cave on the top of Nanze Mountain just now.

The old man in front of him had disappeared, and Shu Lingjia was still standing at the exit of the tunnel with a mighty sword in his hand. The sweat on his forehead was still wet, and his arms were slightly sore.

But the physical strength and spiritual energy are integrated, and the meridians are running smoothly and unimpeded. Those sword moves that I learned from before have not been forgotten, but clearly reflected in my mind, as if I have practiced them thousands of times.

Obviously it was only a moment, but he felt as if a lifetime had passed. Thinking of the senior brother in his dream, it made people feel melancholy.

Shu Lingjia thought, he has warned me so much, and I haven't fully agreed yet.

Huang Liang's dream, but the dream lasted sixty years of his life, and Nanke's illusion, it only took 20 years to flourish, but everything in the dream can be fulfilled, but his dream was full of regrets and doubts.