"Don't worry, I won't be so naive. If there is no absolute benefit, you won't get involved because of me."

These words made Xie Fu a little bit intolerable: "It's not that I can't, but I don't want to be led by your nose. I'll leave first. I'll come to you later, or you can come to me."

Before leaving, he glanced at the tenderness they shared last night. He couldn't help but notice that Xie Fu's eyes suddenly opened wide with a look of surprise on his face.

I saw a large pool of blood on the bed, and the bedding and sheets were stained red. With the amount of bleeding, someone who didn't know it would have thought that the mother had just given birth to a child.

What exactly did I do last night? Could it be that I was like a wild beast without any mercy? I recalled it carefully but couldn't think of any details.

Li Huirong smiled lightly: "Let's keep it as a souvenir."

As Shuang Feng was unsheathed, after a few rays of silver light, the red-stained sheet was cut squarely. Li Huirong stretched out his hand to lift the object out of thin air, and Chunluo fell into Li Huirong's hands, forming a big ball.

Li Huirong handed the Chunluo to Xie Fu. Xie Fu looked at it bright red and seemed to see Li Huirong bleeding in pain. He smiled bitterly and said: "I tend to lose things, so you should keep it as a souvenir."

Li Huirong said calmly: "I won't remember what happened last night, so I won't keep this thing."

Seeing that she was about to destroy it, Xie Fu hurriedly said: "I want it, I want it."

He took the initiative to reach out and snatch up this large group of spring flowers. There was really no way to put such a large group on his body, and he couldn't hold it in his hands, so he folded it several layers and stuffed it into his pocket. The whole thing was full.

Li Huirong chuckled: "Don't confuse those young masters."

After saying that, he actually patted Xie Fu's bulging and soft chest. Xie Fu was very dissatisfied: "Hey, be respectful."

Li Huirong burst into laughter, first bending down and then leaning back, revealing her feminine grace.

Xie Fu stared at her with resentful eyes.

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There is a Taoist temple in Jiancheng called Qingfeng Temple.

Qingfeng Temple is different from other Taoist temples. It does not worship the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, does not seek to achieve Taoism and become immortals, nor does it collect incense and pray for alms like temples.

Only do one thing, cultivate yourself and make up for the world, seek inner nature, and be greatly satisfied.

Qingfeng Temple was also ridiculed as Qingfeng Temple by people in Jiancheng, and the female Taoist in the temple was ridiculed as Qingdao by people in Jiancheng.

It’s not that the Taoists in Guan Nei make a living by begging, but the Taoist robes they wear are simple and mended, just like beggars. The things the Taoist women in Guan Nei do are all humble and low-level things in the world.

Therefore, in Jiancheng, you will sometimes see women carrying dung, women combing people's faces and trimming their hair, women pushing carts for people, and women buying vegetables in the market.

They are no different from people who make a living in the world. The only difference is the gray robes they wear that remain unchanged all year round.

Perhaps there is one more thing that can prove that they are the female Taoists of Qingfeng Temple, that is, without exception, each of them has a disability, or has no legs, or has a broken arm, or is blind, or is deaf, or is mute... they are all disabled people.

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They were originally miserable people in the world, and were ridiculed and bullied by the world. Only after entering Qingfeng Temple could they find a place to settle down.

Yun Wuxue, who had become an old woman, came to Qingfeng Temple and met the owner of the temple, a female Taoist who had been burned by the fire and left scars all over her body. Her face was as ugly as a ghost, and the areas not covered by her gray Taoist robe were also the same.

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Only one pair of hands could be seen, covered with new scabs and showing a slightly gray complexion.

Regarding the arrival of Yun Woxue, the viewer ignored it and focused on doing one thing. He rubbed his palms on a piece of rough sandstone, and the new scabs were rubbed away layer by layer until thin and transparent energy appeared.

vaguely see inside

The skin with blood vessels is more fragile than a baby's skin.

This is not the first time Yun Wuxue has seen her do this. Before the new scabs fall off naturally, she will rub them off first. After the new scabs form, she will rub them off again, and so on.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Compared to three years ago, when I first saw her rubbing the rotten flesh off her palms to reveal her bloody hands, things are much better now, at least they won't bleed.

At that time, Yun Wuxue thought that she was giving up on herself and was destroying herself in this painful way. Later she learned that this was called "scab grinding". It is said that after about a hundred times, the skin will become exactly the same as before.

Only then did Yun Wuxue realize that she had not given up on herself, but had the tenacity and willpower to pursue a new life.

It's just that Yun Wuxue doesn't understand why it's the hands and not the face, or other parts. Perhaps these hands are the most important in her heart.

"Master Huiqing has passed on the position of temple master to you, aren't you going to do something?"

The previous temple master of Qingfeng Temple was Huiqing Jurchen. About a month ago, Huiqing Jurchen died of old age. On her deathbed, she passed the position of the temple master of Qingfeng Temple to this Jurchen of the same age.

At that time, the female Taoists in Qingfeng Temple were very resistant to the arrangement of Huiqing Temple Master, because the Jurchens were also withdrawn and self-sufficient, never worked hard, and had no prestige in the temple.

However, Huiqing, the master of the temple, rejected all opinions and called Tongran Jurchen a bright light of heaven and earth.

Due to the last words of Huiqing Temple Master, all the female Taoists dared not disobey them. However, they did not respect the same Jurchen as Huiqing Jurchen and often slandered her.

Tongran Jurchen said calmly: "Master Huiqing just asked me to protect Qingfeng Temple. I can't do other things, and I don't need other people's approval."

Yun Wuxue changed her title: "Master Guan, my time has come."

Tongran Jurchen, who was polishing off the scab, stopped and looked at Yun Woxue, whose wrinkles were so deep that the scars on her face were invisible. She was aging so fast. She was just a girl three years ago, but to her, it was three hundred years.

Yun Wuxue said calmly: "I want you to take care of Xiaowen on my behalf."

Tongran Jurchen responded: "Qingfeng Temple does not accept boys."

"Rules can be changed. You are now the master of the temple. Now that you have entered the Taoist temple, men and women should be treated equally."

"The rules come from the lessons of blood and pain. Qingfeng Guan cannot accept him, but I will take care of him in another way."

"good."
Chapter completed!