Completely giving up the idea of seeking help from the system, Bai Lianhua could only use his own method to face the problem.
First of all, the most important point is that when you are not sure how much Wen Fu knows the truth, you can't get confused and become guilty, at least on the surface, you can't show guilt and shrinking.
Bai Lianhua adjusted her mentality, looked at Wen Fu puzzledly, and asked him what he hadn't finished: "What's the pity? After reunion, you always say things that I don't understand."
He frowned lightly, took a step back to avoid Wen Fu, with some confusion and embarrassment on his face: "I'm not used to your tone of voice now, it makes people feel uncomfortable... You hate lotus? Then if there is a pool around you, don't plant it That's right."
Wen Fu withdrew his hand naturally, stared down at his palm, and said in a calm tone, "No, I'm afraid you are wrong, I like lotus flowers." Especially Bailian.
Bai Lianhua, who was concentrating on acting embarrassingly, her heart skipped a beat, and she glanced at Wen Fu calmly, but couldn't discern the specific meaning of what he said, so she could only sincerely hope that she was thinking too much.
"Now, have you become a demon cultivator?"
"Why, is this not good, or are you afraid?" Wen Fu looked over meaningfully.
"No, I'm just sorry." Bai Lianhua couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, "You are very powerful now, but I think..."
"Do you think I should be a good person and walk on the right path?" Wen Fu took the initiative to speak for Bai Lianhua, and Bai Lianhua could only nod in a daze.
"I let you down."
Bai Lianhua didn't know how to respond, so she pursed her lips slightly: "Then your hatred..."
"I can't say clearly that I am the body of Fushou. I have already secretly found an excuse to get revenge." Wen Fu had already recovered from the gaffe just now, motioned Bai Lianhua to sit down, and brewed a cup of spiritual tea for him himself. With a half-smile, "I know you are soft-hearted, and I don't want to dirty your ears. You just need to know that I didn't take action against those innocent people... This is what you have been persuading me, huh?"
The word "soft-hearted" Wen Fu deliberately emphasized the tone.
After Bai Lianhua's death, at that time he once again realized how much this person had influenced him. He obviously hated Bai Lianhua deeply, and he had already fallen into a demon cultivator, and his actions were not bound by morality, but when he wanted to let go of his hatred and just vent his anger and slaughtered the members of the Liu family and sect, Bai Lianhua's words in the past did not It kept echoing in his ears, disturbing his mood several times, and finally he had to give up.
It's ridiculous, it's obvious that Bai Lianhua can't do the kindness he said, he came here for something else, but he knows this deception, but because of his hypocritical appearance, he unilaterally imprisoned himself.
Bai Lianhua didn't know what Wen Fu was thinking, but instinctively felt that he was uncomfortable all over, so he could only respond with a gentle and approving smile: "That's very good." After getting out the tea, I was stunned.
Bai Lianhua originally thought that with Wen Fu's current cultivation, the spiritual tea in his hands must be the best in the cultivation world. In fact, the taste is really good, but no matter how you taste it, it seems that he once planted it by himself next to his cave. Variety.
Although it is also a good tea with abundant aura, it cannot be regarded as precious.
Bai Lianhua was touched, and looked around as if evading, suddenly felt that some details were very familiar, he hesitated to say: "The layout of your cave seems to be..." very similar to his residence in the misty forest.
It's no wonder that he didn't realize it immediately, this was the first world he experienced, and many memories were not so clear, he could try his best to recall all the times he got along with Wen Fu, but he was really powerless about other details.
"I thought you would have noticed it from the beginning." Wen Fu looked calm.
"Sorry, I'm not careful enough." Bai Lianhua showed guilt on his face.
"I have always missed those years in the misty forest very much. I thought you should be the same, but now it seems that it is just my wishful thinking."
Bai Lianhua opened her eyes wide and said in a weak voice, "That's not the case..."
After so many years, Wen Fu's current level is too high, and Bai Lianhua feels that he can't beat him at all.
Who is the serious Bailian? Wen Fu's method of showing the enemy and provoking the other party's guilt is simply one set, don't be too skilled.
Wen Fu didn't wait for Bai Lianhua to finish speaking, and stopped the conversation with a calm expression: "It's okay, in fact, it's okay...it's meaningless to care about this."
Bai Lianhua: "..."
I've finished talking, now you start to say that it's pointless to care about this
This operation of retreating into advance... Even if he is a professional white lotus whose conscience has been eaten by the system, now that Wen Fu said that, he still feels very guilty in his heart, and I feel sorry for the villain.
Bai Lianhua really wanted to ask Wen Fu what he had gone through all these years to make the villain he had spent a lot of time go astray again, but he was worried that once he opened his mouth, Wen Fu would ask what happened to him again, how could it be? Reappear.
At that time, he died in front of Wen Fu, and his cultivation was not strong enough. Even in the unscientific cultivation world, if his brain is not big enough, it would be difficult to explain him.
Being able to temporarily stabilize Wen Fu and maintain a superficial peace is already good, so don't take risks.
The room fell silent.
This kind of quiet made Bai Lianhua very uncomfortable, especially Wen Fu always looked at him thoughtfully, almost embarrassed, so he had to take the initiative to ask: "Before you said you wanted to enter the misty forest, is there an alchemy furnace here?" And the required materials, I will help you refine it."
—It’s better not to have them, so Wen Fu has to go out to collect them.
Wen Fu didn't play his cards according to common sense.
"There is no alchemy furnace, and there are no alchemy materials. You know, I hate alchemy."
Bai Lianhua, who is an orthodox danxiu: "..." This is a bit prickly. Thinking back then, Wen Fu got used to his danxiu status well, what does this mean now
But it is true that although Wen Fu's cave is very similar to his residence in the misty forest, it does not have his very eye-catching alchemy furnace that can be seen as soon as he enters the door, otherwise he must have remembered it a long time ago.
"I don't want to go into the foggy forest now." After a pause, Wen Fu continued, "You can stay here with peace of mind."
Knowing that if Wen Fu didn't let him go, it would be impossible to get out of here with his own strength, Bai Lianhua carefully tried a few times, and obediently extinguished the thought of leaving.
Unable to tell whether it was for the sake of his life or because of habit, Bai Lianhua adjusted several times, and finally decided to treat Wen Fu in the previous way, the more natural the better.
After spending a few days with Wen Fu day and night, re-adapting to life in the cultivation world, and reviewing his previous knowledge and skills in his mind, Bai Lianhua discovered the problem with Wen Fu.
—Although he was only a small foundation-building stage monk until his death, he had a profound background of systematic arrangements, and his vision was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary monks.
"Wen Fu, you have a hidden disease? Why don't you think of a way to remedy it?"
With Wen Fu's cultivation, Bai Lianhua didn't believe that he wouldn't notice it.
"Because it's not important. I can't die for now." Wen Fu looked at Bai Lianhua, and suddenly moved closer, "Don't worry, it won't affect what you want."
Bai Lianhua endured and endured, but still couldn't help asking: "What do I want?"
Wen Fu's face sank and he didn't speak, as if he had been poked somewhere that couldn't be touched. He closed his eyes, turned and left the room with a blank expression. When he came back, his expression had returned to normal, and he signaled Bai Lianhua to sit down and channel his spiritual power for him.
—Wen Fu has been doing this these days, just like the most patient master, re-washing Bai Lianhua's tendons and marrow.
No, in fact, even the best master would not do this, because what Wen Fu combed for him was not ordinary spiritual power, but his own original spiritual power, which was the essence of a monk's cultivation, and the effect was extraordinary. Comparable, consumption is also not unusually comparable.
This also complicates Bai Lianhua's feelings towards Wen Fu. Sometimes he suddenly feels that he has returned to the days in the misty forest. Wen Fu is not so elusive, and often returns him with kindness.
However, after Wen Fu signaled this time, Bai Lianhua did not obey him obediently, but rejected him. Since the matter of the hidden illness has been brought to the fore just now, it doesn't matter if there is one more thing now.
Every time Wen Fu widens his meridians, Bai Lianhua can feel the way Wen Fu's spiritual power moves. At first he was not sure, but combined with Wen Fu's hidden illness, now he is 100% sure that Wen Fu Fu not only switched to Demon Cultivator, but also took the most unstable path among Demon Cultivators.
Bai Lianhua's expression was gloomy, and there was undisguised sadness in her eyes: "First, there is a secret illness, and then this retrograde way of operating spiritual power... Why do you use this method of eagerness for success?"
"You are different from me. I have a weak bone and cannot be saved, but you are so talented, even if you don't go sideways, sooner or later you will stand on a high place and be looked up to by others."
Even if it's for revenge, it doesn't make sense. The monk surnamed Liu is a alchemy cultivator, and his combat ability is far inferior to that of similar monks. And what about Wen Fu? When he died, Wen Fu had already been promoted to Nascent Soul through normal cultivation methods. Coincidentally, Wen Fu's actual combat power had always been far superior to his own cultivation level. His good master is not a problem, there is no need to go to this extreme.
Bai Lianhua swears, seeing Wen Fu ruining his body like this, he is really heartbroken. At any rate, it was a little cabbage that had been raised for more than a hundred years. When I left, it was still fine, but why did I come back with such a damaged appearance.
Wen Fu was stunned, as if a group of people who sincerely cared for him in front of him, gradually overlapped with the familiar appearance in his memory, and then inexplicably, an unknown fire arose in his heart, from a small fire to a prairie fire, burning every space in his heart.
He laughed back in anger, clamped Bai Lianhua's chin, and interrupted his unfinished words.
"Don't confuse me with this caring attitude anymore, I've... don't take this kind of thing anymore."