Chapter 38 Hole as Watching Fire

The drums sounded six times, and the sound came to my ears. Rong Hui woke up leisurely and found that there was a pink arm wrapped around his neck and a tender/leg on his waist. He was angry and funny in his heart: "How can he sleep so ugly as a person who has been a princess?" I felt the heat brushing across my neck, and the fragrance bursts of fragrance, and I couldn't help but feel it. Take a deep breath and take a soft pillow to replace yourself. The body slid gently away, like a golden cicada. I tiptoed, got out of bed, breathed a long breath, and lifted the curtain straight out of the bedroom.

Ling Xiao woke up with him and opened his eyes to see people empty the bed. Thinking that a month of love has passed, I can't help sighing. But when I first became a woman, I was ridiculed like this. Take a deep breath, swear secretly, and slowly sit up.

The bead curtain is brocade, flowing and colorful. Reiki is rolling, quiet and gorgeous. He walked into the front hall, opened the door, and the wind and snow poured in. Plain and bright, a piece of white. The cold wind stirred, and the mood gradually settled down, and then there was peace. He was intoxicated and suddenly heard a sneer: "Do you think your sister is so easy to cheat?"

"Yes..." Rong Hui faced the wind and snow and did not squint. He exhaled and said lightly, "You are a very smart woman. I didn't lie to you, but myself..."

Ling Xiao's long hair was scattered, and he only dropped a dress on his shoulder. He walked barefoot to Rong Hui and looked at Fengxue and said, "Then why don't you continue to cheat? For a month, my sister thought it was short."

"When I was a child, my family was poor, and I could only go to the town pub as an apprentice, just to marry a daughter-in-law when I grow up." Rong Hui looked at Fengxue and said, "At that time, he looked at the stew manager who came to the store to eat and drink 'Lianshan' for free every day, and thought to himself: It would be great if I could go to school in Nengshan one day. Later, I met Xiaoxuan and went to this mountain. I not only learned kung fu, but also married my daughter-in-law. Normally, it's time to be content, but there is always something in the world that takes you away. I have been born and died for several years. How about now? I didn't learn it, so I put my daughter-in-law in. From morning to night, he was scared. There was a thunder in the sky, and I thought it was the old man who stepped on the sky. There was a fog in the mountain, and I was worried about which old monster was casting spells to explore here. I'm obviously scared to death, but I have to lie to the people around me. Don't be afraid. In order to convince them, I have to find something to do for them... I'm really tired..."

"So you cheated with me so that I thought I had got what I wanted. Living is earned, and death is not a loss? Ling Xiao took a deep breath and asked repeatedly, "Do you want me to comfort you? Do I want you to stimulate? Do you want me to satisfy you?"

"But I can't sing any more about this 'empty city plan'..." Rong Hui took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "I can't wait to press Huang Jijing to Xi** immediately. Even if she wants to die, I will make her die..."

Ling Xiao hummed and cursed casually, "You beast!"

"Animals are more dignified than human beings. Every night, I want to die on you..." Rong Hui lowered his voice and hoarsely: "But even if you die, you can't feel at ease. I also have me, mother, old brother, old sister-in-law... and those little guys..." I said, my body trembled slightly, but I felt that my hands were wrapped around my waist, and there was a man behind me, and my voice was blessed to my heart: "I don't want you to lie to me, you lie to anyone, don't lie to me... What should do to me, what to me... I don't want you to choose. Even if it is the true intention of a glimpse, I will cherish it..."

The more awake Rong Hui is, the more tired he feels. Facing the wind and snow, he took a deep breath: "You are really a fool. You are the wife I am marrying. As long as you want, I will do everything I can for you. Why do you insist..."

"No, I just want a sincere heart..." Ling Xiao fell behind Rong Hui and sobbed: "If my generation cultivates the truth, if even the emotions are fake, where is the truth... I don't want to live such a fearful life, and I will live under the pressure of others all my life..." His voice gradually lowered and became more firm.

"Maybe I'm not worth relying on..." Rong Hui didn't squint and exhaled leisurely: "With your intelligence, you may find a stronger person to protect..."

"Yes, the so-called virgin body is just a matter of 'Mian Dan'." Ling Xiao tightened his arms and shook his head to oppose: "But there is always a word fate in the world. When you and I meet, it is fate, and what I think is fate. Those shackles that we can't get rid of are also our fate..."

Rong Hui was silent for a moment and said lightly, "This snow is good. Come out with me!" With that, he opened a pair of bamboo shoot-like hands around his waist, held them in the palm of his hand, and stepped out. Ling Xiao was refreshed and wiped his eyes and followed happily.

The wind and snow are tight, and the sky is not clear. The two joined hands with Xu Xing, which is better than watching flowers in the leisure court. Rong Hui took two steps away and suddenly looked back. He couldn't help but wonder, "Should this room have a name?"

Ling Xiaoyan agreed: "Brother, come on!"

Rong Hui nodded, waved his backhand, and continued to walk on the warm stone path. The spiritual power swung out, holding up a white snow, and went straight to the door frame, showing the three hidden ice words "Shengxin Pavilion". Ling Xiao saw two footprints on the ice plaque, one big and one small, and couldn't help smiling.

Rong Hui proposed a plaque to the back room and simply wrote it all at once. The front room is called "Ryufang House", the front hall is mentioned as the "Chongren Hall", the front door is mentioned as the "Zhengyi Gate", the east gate is mentioned as the "House Ceremony Gate", the north gate is mentioned as the "Chengzhi Gate" and the west gate is raised as the "Yongxin Gate". When we went back to the house together, the snow gradually stopped and it was already dawn.

Heaven and earth are like cages, jade trees and Qiongying. Green clothes, red sleeves and blue silk all wore jackets and surrounded a circle of rabbit velvet necks. After leaving the house, they were busy greeting the maids to sweep the snow. Suddenly, they saw Ling Xiao and Rong Hui coming back barefoot hand in hand. They couldn't help but be shocked and went forward to salute one after another: "Morning, second master!" Do you want to soak your feet in hot water?" ... While talking, they put down their brooms, some lifted curtains, some went to get water, and some went to pass on breakfast.

Ling Xiao's heart was ashamed and his face was slightly pale. Rong Hui casually answered "Okay", took the little hand and lowered his head into the room. The heat rushed to his face, and Ling Xiao exhaled a mouthful of white steam and took the initiative to discuss: "Shall I pour a cup of tea for my brother?" I'm going to pull back my hand.

"You are obviously so cold, why do you follow me to show your strength?" Rong Hui took Ling Xiao's hand and walked straight to the west, complaining: "Beware of freezing disease again, and you have to find someone to serve you..."

"I'm not cold!" Ling Xiao's heart was hot and squeezed his mouth to explain: "I'm a monk. How can I be cold?"

"The monk is not a body refinery. How can it not be cold?" Rong Hui couldn't help saying that he pulled Lingxiao into the west and saw that her legs and feet were a little trembling, which was angry and funny: "I'm cold. If you don't come back, are you going to freeze to death outside?" He bowed and raised his hand and raised her knees. He took the opportunity to hold her back and put her on the kang.

Ling Xiao looked at Rong Hui and smiled softly: "If you don't come back, I'd rather freeze to death outside." The conversation was put on the kang. The heat surged up, and the body warmed up and couldn't help trembling. He took two deep breaths and asked Rong Hui again, "Isn't it cold, brother?"

"Cold!" Rong Hui sat down and said, "But it's colder, so it doesn't matter." Seeing the green clothes and red sleeves carried into a wooden basin, the water in the basin rippled, hot steamed, and my heart was warm. Help Ling Xiao up and let her soak her feet.

In the light, Ling Xiao put his feet into the basin, dizzy his cheeks, and spit out the heat for a long time. Rong Hui waved his hand to the two people in green, took her to his body and warmed her feet with her. After a while, he exhaled a warm breath: "Now everything that should be done, and I'm going to retreat for a while..."

Ling Xiao's face darkened, lowered his head and answered, and asked gently: "The chief sergeant of Dongying must be a 'stepping on the sky' old monster, and I don't know how many times he 'returned to the original' and became 'Taiji'. The senior brother can slap him at all, and obviously he is not an ordinary 'Taiji' monk. Are you going to 'step on the sky' this retreat?

"Yes..." Rong Hui was silent for a moment, nodded and admitted, "It's time to plan well if you always take that step." Feeling that it was useless to say this, he asked Ling Xiao, "You are different from Taoism. Is there really no problem?"

"The refining body is only half, and the other half is refining the heart." Ling Xiao was refreshed and explained: "I have integrated my own Yinyuan and the Yangyuan my brother gave me into my blood. While rotating in the 'ventricular', the skin interacts with each other. In this way, yin and yang return, and it is easy to wash the marrow with 'genness', which is also the way to refine the body. It's just replacing the meridians with blood. While talking, the hot water is getting colder and the skin is getting warmer. First, take a cotton handkerchief and lift your feet to wipe it.

"There are bloodlines for everyone, but the meridians are mixed." Compared with each other, Rong Hui felt that the bloodline was more based on the Tao and nodded in agreement: "The bloodline flows all day long. If you really walk on the road, you are not far from 'stepping on the sky'. However, such refining is too superficial. Are you going to practice the 'inner elixir'?

"Hmm!" Ling Xiao nodded and said, "In addition to refining the body, blood and gas are still gathered back to Dantian from the meridians. In this way, there is a comparison and mutual help. With that, he picked up the towel and wiped it for Rong Hui. Rong Hui took it himself and wiped it casually before washing and changing clothes.

Ling Xiao walked into the makeup room in front of the bedroom with the help of green clothes, knotted a "flying fairy bun" with white jade jewelry and wore a deep snow coat. Red silk embroidery, like a plum in the snow. In the big wardrobe, in front of the dressing room, I just put on a new dress, and Hongxiu came over and replied, "Madam, second lady, please come here!" He squeezed his lips and then asked, "There are still a few plaques, whether to be recast or put like that. The second master said, "Let's do what the lady wants."

Ling Xiao walked to the mirror in the corner of the wall and looked at himself in the mirror. He was particularly satisfied. After listening to it, he said, "Just put it there!" Turning around and welcoming him, Sister Yun was wearing a rabbit velvet jacket and a rabbit earmuff hat. She was standing in front of Luohan's bed and talking to Rong Hui: "Grandma said that the third uncle and sister-in-law moved down the mountain to learn martial arts in the first year. Will I also go then?" He was slightly stunned and immediately stood up and listened to her talk in detail.

Rong Hui wore a straight dress of Shujin, tied a bun with a green jade hairpin, brought Sister Yun to her body, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to go?"

Sister Yun shook her head and said, "I don't want to go!" The rabbit's ears are swaying and swaying, which is particularly cute.

"Good!" Rong Hui nodded and agreed, "At that time, we will invite the master to the mountain to teach."

Sister Yun opened her eyes wide and said, "I want my father to teach me!" The stars in the beautiful eyes are bright and full of worship.

"I..." Rong Hui was slightly stunned and said, "But I can't teach people."

Sister Yun looked at Rong Hui and continued to insist: "But Dad is the best!"

"Who taught her..." Rong Hui had a headache and gently comforted: "A powerful person is not necessarily a religious brother..."

Sister Yun shook her head and asked, "Is that not a powerful person, but a religious brother?"

"Of course!" Rong Hui explained happily, "Sun Wukong is powerful, isn't his master just a sour monk who can only 'twist'?"

"No, no!" Sister Yun shook her head and said, "Sun Wukong's ability is to learn from Bodhi's ancestors, and Bodhi's ancestors are the most capable. Tang Monk can only wrong people and involve the Monkey King!"

Is that right? It was because Sun Wukong's master was so powerful that he bullied people and caused havoc in the heavenly palace. If the monk didn't care about him, how many sins would he have made? Rong Hui didn't remember clearly, so he had to explain separately: "Don't you see, the champion who rode on the street was taught by Luo Di Xiucai? When did you hear that the champion came from the champion?

Sister Yun hasn't heard of it. She shook her head repeatedly, glanced at Ling Xiao, and quickly saw the ceremony: "Mother is well!" Barbly looked for proof.

Ling Xiao only said that it was Yan Ling who asked her to inquire about the movement. If Rong Hui passed on her daughter's skills, she would recruit a son-in-law for Sister Yun. If it's not spread... I can't help slandering that guy at all. But when it comes to children, they don't dare to talk nonsense, so they have to come forward to relieve the siege: "Well, that's because the champions are thinking about how to take advantage of the hot iron, marry a wife and take a concubine, and flatter their superiors. How can they have time to teach students?" Only those who are lonely and depressed will teach students as their own sons.

Rong Hui was slightly uncomfortable listening to her satirizing herself. He hummed and stood up and said, "It's getting late. Let's go to dinner!" Take off your legs and go back.