Desire of Passing Through the Book

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Chu Ruoting didn't deliberately slept with You Yueming and disappeared.
    As soon as she left the You's ancestral hall, she received a transmission from Lin Xirong.
    Lin Xirong's tone hesitated: "Friend Chu, I know you don't want to listen to Xie Suxing's news, but...but I think it is necessary to let you know about this."
    "What's the matter?"
    Lin Xirong sighed and said to herself Responsible: "Yaf and I can't stop Xie Suxing, he doesn't listen to us at all! The second uncle caught him and asked about the whereabouts of the treasure map..." The
    spirit mine was a rumor of Chu Xinsheng, and there was no treasure map at all. Even if Lin Xiaofeng pressed Xie Suxing for a hundred years, he couldn't get it out.
    Chu Ruoting hurriedly asked: "Did you let him go?"
    Lin Xirong mixed with crying voices: " Second uncle took care of him very strictly, and Yifu and I could not get close. This morning, the second uncle gave Xie Suxing 800,000 top grades. The price of the Lingshi was sold to Shifang Chamber of Commerce."
    Chu Ruoting was startled.
    Everyone thinks he has a treasure map, and the three words "Xie Suxing" are synonymous with money.
    Lin Xiaofeng knew that he couldn't open Xie Suxing's mouth, but he refused to do so in vain for so many years, so he tried a way to get the chamber of commerce in the realm of comprehension to buy Xie Suxing at a high price. Merchants are making great profits, and if these 800,000 high-grade spirit stones are spent, they will definitely be earned elsewhere.
    But Xie Suxing's mouth, he didn't want to say, no one could ask half a word. Chu Ruoting couldn't even think of how much torture she would suffer.
    She was negligent.
    For Xie Suxing's straightforward temperament, he was lucky when he met Lin Xirong that he didn't kill her. How could he be persuaded.
    She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently press the ribs.
    It didn't take long for the Shifang Chamber of Commerce to make a big announcement and posted notices at various customs clearance ports: In the middle of this month, a large-scale auction will be held in the Jubao Building of Bashu Ningcheng. In addition to the treasures of heaven and earth and the elixir, there was also a piece of Longyu fine iron that was the finale, and Xie Suxing, who was carrying the treasure map of the spirit mine.
    Shifang Chamber of Commerce often holds auctions, but nothing is eye-catching this time.
    The rumors of Longyu fine iron are to fill the remnant corners of the sky stone. There are only two pieces in the entire floating light world. Never thought that it would be collected by the Chamber of Commerce; not to mention Xie Suxing, he himself is of little value, but the treasure of the spirit mine in his mind is enough to attract all the monks in the floating light world.
    Thanks to Xie Suxing's emergence period, no one can search his soul except for the three old monsters who crossed the catastrophe period. Lin Chengzi held his own identity, Lin Xiaofeng did not dare to ask an ancestor to ask a monk, otherwise, he would not resell the fat.
    Chu Ruoting looked at the notice on the wall, her eyes flickering.
    She lingered under the notice for a long time, always feeling that a stone was weighing on her heart. After much deliberation... took out the yarrow.
    The snow-capped mountains are vast, and the wind is severely cold.
    Yan Qianshan was painting in the grass cottage, and there were two little snowmen next to the inkstone, both of which were transformed by Chu Ruoting using talisman.
    Counting days, she has been away for several days.
    Yan Qianshan's hand is hanging on the rice paper.
    He looked at the two little snowmen cuddling together, and couldn't help but wonder. He had studied the talisman formation for a lifetime. Why didn't he think of using the talisman to transform something like a snowman? Suddenly, he dipped the pen nib full of ink, and dropped a drop, staining the entire landscape map.
    Yan Qianshan cast a spell to restore the dirty rice paper to whiteness.
    A Zhu, who was immersed in his schoolwork, raised his eyes, looked at the slowly floating snowflakes outside the window, and muttered: "...Why is it snowing again?"
    *
    Chu Ruoting, wearing a striking red dress, walked back to the grassy cottage.
    She touched the white deer outside the courtyard and sat down on the steps, resting her chin in her left hand, and sighed.
    Footsteps sounded behind him.
    After a short while, Yan Qianshan's cold tone came from above his head: "If you don't go to draw a circle and write symbols, what are you doing here?"
    Chu Ruoting didn't turn her head to look at him either. She changed her hand to support her chin, and said, "Senior Yan, I'm so confused."
    Yan Qianshan looked at her back and paused, "What's the matter?"
    "I." I don't know how to tell you." Chu Ruoting frowned in distress.
    Yan Qianshan has the world in mind, and she is embarrassed to mention these incidents to him.
    But apart from him, Chu Ruoting couldn't find anyone to talk to her heart. He was the only one who could tell her when she was worried.
    So when she was most hesitant, she chose to come to Kunlun Ruins.
    Yan Qianshan hesitated for a moment, and sat side by side under the eaves.
    It's just that compared to Chu Ruoting's idleness, his posture is much more upright.
    The world is quiet, and the snow falls silent.
    Chu Ruoting smelled the lingering fragrance of bamboo leaves on his body and regained his senses slightly, and said, "Senior Goose, the ribs corroded by the blood of the devil on my body have been replaced."
    Yan Qianshanwei Frozen, he subconsciously guessed: "Jing Mo?"
    "...No." Chu Ruoting slumped her shoulders and tilted
    her head towards him, "You can search by yourself." She didn't know how to express it, so she simply let him see it for herself.
    She stretched her head, her thick blue silk hair bun, only a simple and elegant hairpin.
    Yan Qianshan knows that she trusts herself, and feels happy in her heart. He bends the corners of his mouth and strokes the top of her soft hair with his palm.
    After seeing her memory, Yan Qianshan's curved mouth immediately squeezed into a straight line, and he couldn't speak for a long time.
    After the soul search was over, Chu Ruoting grabbed the snow and played with each other in her hands. "It's what you see... Senior Goose, what do you think I should do?"
    Yan Qianshan's face was frosty. , His eyes were dull like ink dipped in the nib.
    What did he see?
    Was it that Xie Suxing was forced to accept his ribs in the red tent, or was it rain and cloud in Wushan with You Yueming in the dark confinement room?
    He wanted to teach Chu Ruoting a few words, but he didn't know what to say about her. "Mei Sheng Jue" enters the Tao with lust, and he has never heard of this kind of practice, let alone put forward suggestions.
    Yan Qianshan calmed down the negative emotions that hadn't come from just now. He calmed down, and asked in a     deep voice, "Do you still hate it?"
    "I don't know."
Chu Ruoting rounded the snow and revealed his heart to him, "You have seen it all, the ribs are what he insisted on giving me. , I did not force him! previous life he was so bad for me, although Zhaobu this life, but let me easily forgive, I can not. Well Guin, go complain complain, how can there be so easy even a! "
    snowball Squeezed by her, she continued to say depressed: "He is going to die, I have persuaded, but I can’t help. If he is killed by Lin Xiaofeng, I don’t have to be so entangled. But he is alive and he is being killed by Shifang The Chamber of Commerce was auctioned off by the Floating Light Realm as if it were an object. No matter who photographed him, he would never survive in his life."
    Yan Qianshan was silent.
    "Chu Ruoting." He lowered his eyes and sighed softly, "For the monk, emphasizing love and righteousness... is a bad thing."
    He can go to this day, besides talent and hard work, it is more of him. After thousands of years, I have been indifferent and indifferent.
    But Chu Ruoting is different.
    She is cold but not cold-blooded, cold but not cold-hearted.
    Chu Ruoting curled her lips and said, "I don't care about love and righteousness, I just...just..." After
    a long while, Chu Ruoting didn't "just" come out.
    Yan Qianshan stared at her dark and clear pupils, calmly and sternly: "The past life is the past life, and the present is yourself. How can life go as you wish? I hope you can take every step you want in the future.
    No guilt ." Chu Ruoting stared at her hand dumbfoundedly when she heard the words. The snowball turned into ice water in her palm, and her fingertips were red with cold.
    Yan Qianshan no longer said much, flicking his green shirt and wide sleeves, turned and walked into the Cao Lu.
    Chu Ruoting stood up and shouted at his clear back: "Senior Goose, should I save him?" Yan Qianshan's thin voice came from the Caolu, "You actually had a decision in your heart. Why ask me?"
    Chu Ruoting stood in the snow for a long time.
    Yan Qianshan walked out of the house after a complete game of residual chess.
    The bamboo leaves are fluttering, and there is a lot of snow, and Chu Ruoting is no longer there. On the eaves steps, there was a little snowman who made a silly smile at him.