"Heh! Sure enough, you already know..."'Ru Shi' chuckled, his tone relaxed without a trace of irritation. It seems... She had already guessed it, I already knew it.
"Sure enough, it's you!" I lowered my eyes quietly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. She is like this'love and hate', which was formed when her original soul body was placed in my body and blended with Jian'er's devilish energy.
Xuan Cang once said to me that mortals who cultivate like Rushi would discard some negative things that they think are bad in human bodies in order to improve their spiritual power.
Love and hatred are complementary, and there is no love or hatred, and falling in love will give rise to hatred and other negative emotions.
So Rushi gave up his love and hatred at that time. This is probably why when I saw her again later, I felt that she was as cold as a god in the nine heavens!
People who do not love and hate will lose thousands of emotions. How can a person without mood swings look like a real person!
"Heh! You are not as stupid as you were before. It seems... Xuan Cang has taught you a lot."'Ru Shi' smiled, a bit bitter and sad.
In my mind, she shouldn't be like that. She should be enchanting, charming, and unruly!
She couldn't be used to being frightened like this, those who hated her did not dare to love or hate, and also hated her abandonment of'her'.
She used to be such an incredible, but also so bold and reckless. When... Her face would have such a pitiful look
"Everyone grows! But you... are not as energetic as when I first saw you!" I laughed, but I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart.
"Do you know Zhang Rushi, why would you abandon me from her body?" She suddenly spoke and asked me a very unexpected question.
I thought about it, and I was a little curious.
It's just... How do I know what I think like this
"I don't know!" I shook my head.
"Heh!" She chuckled, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her eyes half-squinted and she looked pretty.
She said: "In the future... Maybe you will know!"
She stood up from the ground and brought me up along with her. She raised her head and looked at the sky, and the light from her eyes hurt her eyes for a while.
She immediately lowered her eyes and blocked the sun's rays with her hands.
"Let's leave here first!" she said.
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We walked for a long time along the way we came before we found the trail back to the mountain.
Because Rushi's eyes were hurt by the poison of the black snake, she curled up in a corner to cultivate herself. Everything outside was handed over to me again.
My sense of direction was not good. I walked from noon until the sun was about to set, and then I walked back to the wooden house on the top of the mountain.
When I walked out of the trail, I happened to meet Murongque, who was about to descend into the valley with a violent imposing manner, holding the saber.
I was taken aback by his sudden appearance, because it was so dark in the woods, I almost mistakenly thought he was some jungle monster!
"Leaf hedge! You—" Murong Que, who had been waiting on this mountain for a day, was obviously angry.
But when I saw that I was wounded and there was an inexplicable unpleasant smell all over, the words behind him immediately stopped.
He twisted his eyebrows, stepped forward and grabbed my hand and asked, "What happened? How did you make it like this?"
I tugged at the corner of my mouth weakly, and said startledly: "It's nothing! It's just that I accidentally rolled into the valley when I was picking herbs."
"You..." Murong Que's breath was stagnant, and the force clasping my wrist couldn't help but increase.
"You can really toss!" The tight breath suddenly loosened, and Murong Que looked at my wound with a strange tone.
"Let's go!" He turned his head, but didn't let go of his hand that was holding me.
I was staggered by him, looked down at the hand he was holding, and awkwardly wanted to withdraw my hand. But this icy fourth young master of Murong's family is obviously an arbitrary man who doesn't know what'other people's wishes' are.
Drag me from the forest back to the front of the wooden house.
At this time, a figure emerged from the room. "Girl Ari!"
A thin and thin figure dressed in blue cloth and grey clothes quickly walked towards me.
"Scholar?" I twisted my eyebrows and stepped forward. Only after taking a step, I was caught by Murong Que.
I looked back at Murong Que with some wonder, he seemed to have just reacted, and immediately let go of my hand.
"Girl A Li! Why are you..." The scholar walked up to me, frightened by my injuries.
"It's okay! I saw a spiritual grass on the hanging side today. I wanted to pick it for you in the past. I didn't think I could stand firmly, so I fell down..." I explained with a smile, and suddenly pulled it halfway through the conversation. The pain on my face wrinkled my face together.
I said this simply, but the scholar frowned again and again. When I finished speaking, he made a cold face and suddenly turned around and entered the room again.
"Um..." Looking at the scholar who suddenly turned back to the house, I turned my head to look at Murong Que standing behind me with some wonder.
Murong Que also looked at me coldly. I pointed my finger at the room and pointed at him again. After thinking about it, I still lifted my foot into the house.
After entering the room, I saw that the scholar had already been seated at the wooden table. An oil lamp was burning on the left hand side, and a pile of ointment gauze was placed on the right hand side.
"Come here!" The scholar's voice was cold. The expressionless appearance, as if under the marriage tree that day, after she disrupted his red rope, he stood up and accused her, if he was sincerely regretting it, he should do it himself.
There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room, and the scholar's face was also wrong. I thought it would be better to go out directly, but as soon as I moved my steps, I saw a thin and light figure outside the house, slowly walking towards Murong Que.
"It's her again!" Looking at Lu Rong outside, I sighed, and finally obediently walked to the scholar's right hand and sat down.
The scholar condensed clean white gauze on his hands, and said: "Pick up the sleeves!"
"Oh!" I replied, and stretched out my hand to roll up the shaved clothes full of holes.
I didn't care about it before, and only then did I realize that my whole body aches so badly.
Especially in the hands and legs, some cuts were scratched by thorns and trees. Although the wound looked small, it was hot and painful, which was very uncomfortable.
"..." The scholar looked down at the large and small red blood stains on my arms, frowning.
He raised his eyes and glanced at me like angrily, holding my wrist with his left hand, and carefully wiping the wound with the gauze in his hand.
"En..." When the gauze touched, there was some tingling, my hand trembled, and my brows wrinkled.