Eighty-first bowl of soup (nine)
What kind of person is Master Ruoshui? Extremely good, extremely fair, and extremely ruthless. It is this character that makes her deeply convinced by her disciples. Similarly, this person has the same expression for everyone, even if Yi Xiaodie is her own sister, she still looks down on her.
If it was the powerful Ruoshui, he would have killed her long ago, so how could he continue to talk nonsense to her. Unless... she is very weak now.
Weaker than himself.
It's entirely possible. Yi Xiaodie was also very weak when she first seized the house, and she would have to rest for a long time if she used a little power that did not belong to this world. Later, she got a man, and she gradually got better by absorbing yang energy from the man. He is also self-righteous, and doesn't even bother to do such things that harm others and benefit himself, so maybe the strong Ruoshui in the past is now as weak as an ant and can be handled by himself
Once this thought came to Yi Xiaodie's mind, she would never forget that she was looked down upon by others. Everyone said that she was willing to be inferior, and she really didn't look like the younger sister of a big sister, but who knew her Don't even bother to be Ruoshui's younger sister? Whoever wants to be her sister will live in her shadow forever!
She quickly clawed at Qing Huan's throat with all five fingers, not really intending to hurt her, but more probing thoughts. If it proves that her thoughts are correct and Ruoshui is very weak at the moment, then what else is she afraid of? Wouldn't it be better to strike first before Ruoshui recovers
What is that meager blood relationship? After so many years, neither of them took the other seriously. Ruoshui is ashamed to have a sister like her, and she feels disgusted to have a sister like Ruoshui.
They are all the same person, why should she be so much nobler than her
Qing Huan noticed that Yi Xiaodie seemed to want to hurt herself, and sure enough, the other party attacked fiercely in the next second. Fortunately, Qing Huan had been prepared for a long time, and avoided this attack very sensitively. Yi Xiaodie's face was a little ugly when she missed the blow, and she felt a little bit in her heart. What a fate!
At this moment, a small head poking left and right poked into the bathroom: "Mom, are you alright? Dad has urged us to eat."
Qing Huan squeezed Yi Xiaodie's wrist and pressed down lightly, and the other party couldn't move for a moment. She smiled slightly and said to Mo Ze: "Go and tell Dad, Mom will be fine soon, this big sister is not feeling well, I will help her and go over." Li probably understood what kind of person Ruoshui was, and quickly prepared to use this identity to make Yi Xiaodie suffer, so the attack was not light, and Yi Xiaodie's face turned pale from the pain. Time has become so dire? She used to be great, but definitely not at this level!
"Let, let go of me!"
Qing Huan added more strength, and the corner of her mouth slightly curled up, "You should learn to be smarter, know what to do and what not to do, this place is no better than the Immortal Cultivation World, where you can do whatever you want."
Yi Xiaodie desperately wanted to argue with Qing Huan, but she couldn't bear the pain anymore and insisted: "I won't! Don't threaten me! I'm not afraid!"
"Really?" Qing Huan smiled gently, she let go of her hand, and Yi Xiaodie immediately jumped several steps away from her and kept blowing on her hand, which is strange to say, obviously in pain , but now I can see that there is no scar at all. Yi Xiaodie gritted her teeth in her heart, knowing that it was impossible for her to use the injury on her hand to sow discord with Bo You'an.
But her thought was fleeting, because Qing Huan looked at her with a half-smile, and the expression on her face made Yi Xiaodie very uneasy. Of course she was afraid of Ruoshui. When she was still in the world of cultivating immortals, Ruoshui was going to kill her. She was chased and fled around incognito, even catching a man secretly. She had had enough of this kind of life! After finally changing the world, the other party still followed me lingeringly, who can stand it? !
Qing Huan didn't say anything more after finishing the sentence "Is it light and fluffy?" She smiled at Yi Xiaodie, then turned and walked out of the bathroom.
Yi Xiaodie's heart fluttered and she didn't know what to do, and now she has no other way, if Ruoshui knows who she is, she will never let her go, she must think of a good way for herself!
It's a pity that even Bo You'an, who had been fascinated by her, became sober after reciting the few words of the pure heart mantra just now. For this, Yi Xiaodie once again hated this world. If she was in the world of cultivating immortals, she wouldn't have to worry about not being able to seduce a man.
It's good now, not only do you have to take the initiative to post back, but you also have to try your best to please the other party, hooking up in different ways, so as not to waste all your previous efforts if there is a problem with the charm technique.
If this is the case, if the water can't be kept!
Qing Huan didn't tell Yi Xiaodie that in a world that excludes her own abilities, there will only be two endings in every situation. One is to be assimilated by this world, and gradually lose one's own abilities; the second is to be completely rejected by the world, to lose what one desires most, and to die in a disrespectful manner.
Everyone eats this meal differently, because everyone seems to have something in their hearts, and only young people enjoy the food with real joy.
Yi Xiaodie wanted to go home after dinner, Bo Youan offered to send someone off, but was stopped by Qing Huan, she said to Bo Youan: "You drank a little wine just now, so you can't drive, let the driver see Yi Xiaodie off." Miss, go home, you can't meet when you have time."
The tone is gentle and euphemistic, just what a mother should have.
Bo You looked at Yi Xiaodie reluctantly. Yi Xiaodie knew that Qing Huan was threatening her, but it was a pity that she didn't have the ability to resist at this moment, because she couldn't figure out how much the other party weighed. . Even if you don't have too deep a cultivation base, just now in the bathroom can prove that you are not as good as the other party.
So she declined Bo You'an politely, got in the car and asked the driver to take her home. During this period, with the help of these beautiful eyes, she learned about the general situation of Bo's family from the driver, especially Qing Huan.
She can't sit still.
Qing Huan gave Mo Ze the Heart Purging Mantra, and the little guy kept chanting it after getting into the car, as if it was fun, Qing Huan had noticed the expressions and eyes of the father and son. Bo Xizhi is almost on the mend. Although Bo Youan is still a little obsessed, it's not uncontrollable.
Once a person loses his mind, he becomes a tool. But how desperate it is to be a tool that hurts the closest people.
Qing Huan sighed softly, only knowing that Xie Man would never come back no matter what. After she died, she couldn't let go of her husband and children, hoping that someone would come to save them, but it was impossible for her to return to them. Everything good or sad, turned into nothingness in the end.
It's just that Sherman's death hasn't happened yet, and that bad memory will be treated as if they never happened. Sherman hopes so. She loves her husband and children, so she hopes that even if she does not exist in this world, she hopes that they can live well.
Such a beautiful hope may not necessarily come true.
The more you recite the pure heart mantra, the eyes will naturally become clearer. The most simple and straightforward thing is that Bo Xizhi feels that he can see the road clearly when driving, and his brain is very clear and rational. The few words that the little fat man uttered were relevant, no wonder the young man took the initiative to copy them down before they left, perhaps because it had miraculous effects.
Perhaps it was because Mo Ze chanted too many times. Soon, the father and son realized that they had been brainwashed. Not only did they not feel annoyed when the little guy chanted, but they chanted along with him!
It's just...
Qing Huan kissed Mo Ze on the forehead, and couldn't help feeling that it's great to be a child, at least she can do everything aboveboard without being suspected of ulterior motives, what a good helper.
Being praised by the master is the happiest thing in Mo Ze's life. He hugged Qing Huan's waist and buried his whole body in her arms, Qing Huan smiled. The usual way of doing this was made by those little furry things. Obviously Mo Ze is not a little kid.
After this day, Qing Huan has been paying attention to Bo You'an. At night, she is still used to sleeping with Mo Ze in the next bedroom. The main reason is that now that Bo Xizhi is awake, she seems to have almost forgotten the story between herself and Yi Xiaodie. It made Qing Huan very puzzled, and in the end it could only be attributed to the self-healing ability of this world—Yi Xiaodie was supposed to die when she was fifteen years old, but at that time, Yanxiu who seized the house entered her body. Taking ten thousand steps back, this Yi Xiaodie should not exist in this world, so the world started self-healing, eradicating all creatures that might threaten its own survival or evolution.
Bo You'an hadn't seen Yi Xiaodie these few days, and the sound of the Qingxin Mantra was heard at home again, and the pain of lovesickness in his heart was relieved a lot.
A few days later, when Qing Huan hugged her pillow to go to sleep with Mo Ze at night as usual, when she just put on her slippers, Bo Xizhi grabbed her hand. She was stunned for a moment and looked back, under the dim bedside lamp, Bo Xizhi's handsome face exuded the unique charm of adult men, "Where are you going?"
"Go and sleep with Mo Ze." Qing Huan answered naturally. "He is young, afraid of the dark, and can't sleep, so he needs to be with me."
Of course this is false. In fact, the Naihe Bridge has never been illuminated. Mo Ze lived well there, so what are you afraid of? Just an excuse—a wife who refuses to sleep with her husband needs a solid excuse.