Legend of the Great Sage
Chapter 96 Unforgettable past events
(Dingtian Novels. dtxsj.) Fu Qingjin, if it wasn't for you, how could I drink, drink...
Who is Fu Qingjin? What did I drink?
Ping-pong!
"Fuck you!" Li Qingshan drank the tea, smashed the teapot on the ground, threw the willow branches aside, and strode towards the building. (When you read novels, go to Yezi·you~you M)(Souduwo.)
"Fu Qingjin, get out of here!"
Although I forgot who you are!
...
This meeting requires all the foundation-building monks to participate, but it is not always the case.
Hundred Schools of Classical Schools, Painters Abode.
The disciple who waved off all the clothes, Chu Shidao supported his body, got up from the bed, walked to the window, and stared at the brilliant spring light outside the window, with sparkling waves flickering among the willow branches.
His eyes also flickered, he really didn't want to die!
For the first life of practice, what I seek from the beginning is still the word "longevity", because there is hope in life, and there is everything in front of me.
He forced himself to turn his head, took out the painting scroll from his arms, and unfolded it slowly.
The person in the painting is staring at him with eyes as black as ink. The flower-blue skirt, rouge-colored lips, and strokes are all drawn by him in the past, but they don't look like it now.
"Ayan, I'm hungry."
As soon as Chu Shidao finished speaking, there was a gust of fragrance, not the fragrance of powder, but the fragrance of ink.
"Put me in my arms all the time, and the paint dries out."
The woman walked out of the painting, took the scroll from Chu Shidao's hand, and hung it on the wall in an upright manner.
As if he didn't notice the growing deadness on Chu Shidao's face behind him, he touched his skin in front of the mirror. (When you read the novel, you will come to Yezi·you~you M) Without asking him what he wants to eat, he walks to the back kitchen, and after a while there is smoke, and then he smells the aroma of vegetables.
Chu Shidao leaned on the table and sat down, took out a rattan wine jug,
Put it on the table without much hesitation. Open the lid of the jug, and pour the golden yellow liquid from Ru Xin into the wine jug.
Not much effort. When Ayan brought the food to the table, Chu Shidao took a sip and said, "It's salty."
"Don't eat if you don't want to eat it." Ayan said angrily.
The liquor was poured into the two wine glasses respectively, and they touched lightly in their hands. Each drink, each speechless.
It's not because of embarrassment and silence. After being together for a hundred years, I have already said everything I want to say. Even if one party wants to say something, once they meet their eyes, they feel that there is no need to speak.
"Is there something you are hiding from me?" A Yan looked at Master Chu suspiciously and said, there are some obscure things in his eyes today that she can't see through.
"What can I hide from you?" Chu Shidao smiled and toasted again.
After a while. A jug of wine was drunk.
"This wine is so weird, why do I feel like I'm drunk." A Yan held her forehead, feeling a little dizzy.
"I'm also a little drunk." Chu Shidao smiled slightly, and the past was like smoke and dust. They drifted away one after another, and what drifted away together was the last trace of anger left on his body.
With a soft clang, the cups and plates on the table trembled together, and Chu Shidao lay down on the table. Without moving, he died suddenly.
With a bang, A Yan stood up and touched the chair: "Hey, you... who are you?"
Before the sadness can spread in the future, he becomes dazed, and the more he desperately thinks back, what he wants to grasp, it will become a cloud of smoke.
There was an inexplicable heat on her face, and she touched her cheeks, which were already moist, with tears streaming down her cheeks.
The spring light outside the window is more and more brilliant.
...
When everyone was attracted by the "moon demon" in the water moon disk, Ru Xin didn't care about the arrival of this terrifying monster, and said with concern: "Are you okay!"
In the confrontation with Fu Qingjin, Li Qingshan was extremely calm, but Ruxin could feel the tension in his heart, which had nothing to do with his delicate thoughts, Li Qingshan's acting skills were flawless. 【Leaf*Zi】【Yu*Yu】
Have a tacit understanding? Ru Xin sneered at this, what good is it to have a tacit understanding with him, but at the same time, she couldn't help becoming anxious for him, and suddenly remembered the existence of "Wang Shui".
Wangshui, she didn't drink it, she just found a few mortals, under the temptation of a lot of money, no one was interested in her memory, and she didn't even think that there was a certain part of herself that was worth so much money , sold without hesitation.
The effect seems to be pretty good. Of course, her Wangshui is not as powerful as the legendary Mengpo soup, which can wash away all people's memories, otherwise she would not dare to give it to Li Qingshan.
Its effect is roughly opposite to that of remembering water. Yishui means that you can remember what you want to remember, while forgetting water means that the more you want to remember something, the more you will forget it. When she was refining, she referred to Yishui's formula, selected many medicinal materials with opposite medicinal properties, and improved them.
Because of this, it is possible to ensure that while the memory of Chu Shidao's painting of beauty can be erased, her spirituality can also be guaranteed.
Although the Xiezhi mythical beast claims to be able to tell right from wrong, it can only point to the heart and see through lies. If the heart forgets, Xiezhi will not be able to tell the difference.
"Do you think I'm fine?" Li Qingshan stared at Ru Xin, there was no strangeness in his eyes.
"Do you still remember me?" Ru Xin asked in surprise, he should be thinking about something and forgetting about it now.
"Even if I forget anyone, I can't forget you!" Li Qingshan shook his head, as if fighting desperately against the medicine of Wangshui, wanting to engrave the woman in his eyes deeply in his heart, and never forget it.
Ru Xin's heart jumped with a bang, her cheeks were stained with a faint blush.
"You still owe me a lot of pills!"
But Li Qingshan's next words made Ru Xin slightly startled, her expression was normal, she smiled and said: "Didn't you use the rest of the elixir to buy Wangshui?"
"when!?"
"Oh, you forgot."
"Stop bluffing me, how could I forget, give me some memory water, that's the antidote!"
Li Qingshan stretched out his hand and said, although there is no way to deceive Xiezhi's magical power, but under the suppression of the spirit turtle, it is not difficult to control one's own thoughts and restrain the power of Wangshui.
But this time and again, his mind was always a little clouded, so he asked the instigator in front of him for an antidote.
Ruxin is not fake: "If you have the ability, just think for yourself!"
Li Qingshan was slightly taken aback: "Are you angry?"
"Huh?" Ru Xin came back to her senses, but found that there was a little anger in her heart.
Li Qingshan smiled maliciously: "It seems that I have to discuss it with Qiongzhi."
"What are you discussing?"
"A manly man with three wives and four concubines is actually very common, isn't it?" Li Qingshan chuckled. In this regard, his ambitions at the beginning were not small. Thinking about Chutian, he can hug left and right. His request It doesn't seem too much.
With this thought together, it will spread like a weed, and if it is like a heart, the vision will be a little different.
The two of them have always been talking through sound transmission. In order to avoid people noticing the strangeness, they both looked ahead and communicated with peripheral vision.
But after hearing this sentence, Ru Xin turned her head, smiled sweetly, gathered her spiritual energy, and her voice thundered on Li Qingshan's eardrums: "Being your mother's Spring and Autumn Dream!"
"I won!" Li Qingshan smiled silently, his lips opened and closed, and he deliberately used "say".
When the two get along, they always joke around constantly, trying to stir up each other's emotions. When this joke is serious, I'm afraid even Li Qingshan himself can't tell.
I just feel that getting along with Ruxin has always been very easy. I just took Wangshui and heard about Fu Qingjin. Although Ruxin didn't delve into it, I must know some of his secrets: for example, he met Elder Feilong, and even Elder Feilong. The Sumeru Ring is in his hand.
But he didn't have any worries in his heart, and he had a wonderful trust. Seeing that Ru Xin was still depressed, Li Qingshan said with a smile: "If you want to keep the pill, you can keep it, anyway, there is not much left, it's just a bottle of potion , is not enough to make me forget you, you are not Meng Po!"
Hearing Li Qingshan's words, Ruxin didn't know what it was like, and suddenly came back to her senses, "I'm not Meng Po... It seems that this Wangshui is not very effective for practitioners. Master Chu, it should be No problem! It’s just a painting after all.”
...
"master!"
Baijia Jingyuan felt the disappearance of Chu Shidao's breath, and the painter's disciples no longer cared about the ban, broke into the abbot, screamed, and couldn't help crying like rain, crying bitterly.
I also saw the "teacher's wife" standing in front of the dining table at a loss. Although tears were streaming down her face, there was not much sadness, and she looked very dazed. They were all very dissatisfied in their hearts: "Master is really crazy, how can a painting be worth overthrowing a lifetime of hard work."
No one paid any attention to her, a group of people carefully put Chu Shidao on the bed, covered it with a white cloth, carried it to the main hall and placed it in the main hall, waiting for Chu Danqing, a personal disciple, to come back and make decisions.
Her hand was stretched out in mid-air alone, but she didn't know what to do. It felt like returning to the time when it was just drawn a hundred years ago.
painting!
She turned her head suddenly, looking at the blank drawing paper on the wall, and at the corner of the drawing paper, which had faded into a dark red seal, reading the words "Chu Shidao" over and over again.
In the bamboo pavilion, the young man frowned. Although he was very dissatisfied with his "clumsy work", he stamped his own seal vigorously.
That was their first meeting.
Time passed like water, and the memories that scattered like flying smoke gathered together again. The seal of Chapter 474 remains the same. (Welcome to your support, which is my biggest motivation.)
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