Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Wooden Door
Motoya stayed in the hospital to clean up the aftermath, leaving a mess in the ward where the blindfold was lifted. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He controlled the cleaning nurses, cleaned up, and at the same time handled Yuan Ruolan's discharge procedures, changed the case, and tossed until noon the next day.
He walked out of the hospital, the noon sun was obscured by clouds, blocking part of the heat, and Qin Le appeared at the gate of the hospital, and he walked over happily, his eyes full of surprise and joy.
"Le'er, why are you here?" The crampedness and caution in his tone touched the music, and she couldn't help but look at the man in front of her. Although the Dementor had a stronger ability to retain his youth than others, and he looked to be in his forties, the vicissitudes of life over the years had left a deep imprint in his eyes, which could not be easily dispelled.
"It's just, just to see if you're done dealing with it."
"Oh, hehehe. It's done, don't worry. ”
"Well, let's go back."
"Okay."
In the end, what she wanted to say was not spoken. Since Wan Gumen all the way, although his concern for himself is clumsy but real, she doesn't know how to respond when she sees it in her eyes, so she can only escape. finally listened to Zhuo Zichen's persuasion, and made up his mind to talk to him, but he couldn't talk about it when he really met.
"Le'er, are you, do you have something to say to me?" Seeing that the hotel was about to arrive, Motoya spoke.
"I ......," she thought through everything that had happened recently, "thank you." "Thank you for saving me at the risk of your life, thank you for silently protecting me in a way I don't know all these years, thank you for saving Zhuo Zichen when you confronted Wuyuanfang, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to wake up Sister Ruolan at the moment she woke up.
"Between father and daughter, why be polite."
"Aren't you angry?"
"Angry what?"
"I'm angry that I scold you, ignore you, and even ......"
"Since you were born, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a father for a few days, you scolded right, how can I be angry." He looked lonely and his eyes were red.
"I understand, you don't recognize me as afraid that you will break the seal too early and harm me, right? But I was controlled by negative emotions and almost killed you. Scold me! Hit me! I don't know anything, I only think about myself, I'm so selfish! She grabbed his hand and threw it at herself, but she couldn't resist the other man's strength. Her face was covered with tears, and she couldn't stop crying.
"Okay, it's all over, don't mention it." He hugged her tightly and patted her on the head.
She felt the emotion in his broad chest that she had never felt before, warm and kind, as if as long as she stayed in her arms, she didn't have to worry about anything, she didn't have to be afraid of anything, it turned out that this was what it was like to have a father. She couldn't help but "giggle" and laughed, a happy smile falling on the corner of her mouth.
"Look at you, why are you crying and laughing?" His rough palm rubbed her cheek, wiping away the tears from her face. "Let's go up."
She smiled and nodded, grabbed his arm, and jumped into the hotel.
The sunlight travels thousands of miles, blesses the earth, is not stingy and not biased, and shines with the thousands of miles of mountains in the Xing'an Mountains. In September, it is the most comfortable time for the temperature in the Xing'anling area, which makes people feel refreshed. Because it belongs to the cold temperate zone, there are many pine and fir trees, and there is often a sense of being away from the hustle and bustle, as if you are in a different world.
Ru Feng rushed here day and night, and before he had time to taste the long-lost taste of his hometown, he met a fellow disciple in the forest.
"Senior brother, the elder has been waiting for a long time, so I order you to go quickly."
"Okay." He put down the two long white cloth wraps on his shoulders, "Please bury these two together." ”
"What is this?"
"The monks of the earth gate and the fire gate are tied out of the same door, and they do their best."
"Okay, I'll go."
The man picked up the package and walked east of the forest, while he went north, over the hill and into the hinterland.
The tree in front of him looked no different from its thousands of kinds, but it was actually the mechanism that stimulated the Bagua Wooden Gate Xuan Array. This array is the entrance to the wooden gate base camp, and nothing will happen to those who don't know Karakuri walking over, and those who know Karakuri but don't know how to crack it will be buried here.
The position of the machine changes with time, orientation, climate, rotation of the earth, etc., and Ru Feng wraps the tree body with the power of the elements, and on the penultimate branch, he finds the Bagua Array. Then, with his right hand and two fingers up, he struck with concentrated force: eight hexagrams due west and three hexagrams in the northwest. It coincided with the lunar date of the day.
The gossip trembled, and the earth shook. The trunk of the tree splits from the middle, revealing the sparkling water and the ancient city beneath it. The people in the city have ancient costumes and modern costumes, and some are practicing the exercises; Some are practicing techniques; Others are competing with each other. Looking at these juniors reminded Ru Feng of his former self, when he practiced diligently every day, looking forward to going out to see the world. He only knew that the outside world was colorful, but he didn't know that there was bloody violence hidden behind the colorful, it was really stupid, and he couldn't help but laugh bitterly and laugh at himself.
He jumped into the city, and the machine closed, the trees reunited, and the earth fell silent.
He came to the only towering building in the city, the main hall has 99 floors, a single floor is 10 meters high, and the last 30 floors are submerged in the clouds. The whole hall is wide and narrow, and there is an ancient tree running through the center of the temple, which is said to have been born at the beginning of heaven and earth, and is the same age as the earth.
Ru Bi lives on the top floor of the main hall, the ancient trees glow with a faint green light, and the branches and leaves are completely integrated with the walls of the hall. Ru Feng knelt respectfully in the hall, clasped his hands into fists, and recounted everything that had happened in the outside world in the past few days.
"I sent you to follow them just to stop them from messing around, but I didn't expect them to lose their lives."
"The subordinates are incompetent, you ordered to help Yuan Ruolan secretly, I was afraid that they would be suspicious, so I didn't dare to stop it openly, but I couldn't save the other side."
"On the outskirts of Hangzhou, you deliberately delayed the time, so that you could wait for Yan Chen, so there was nothing serious, thank you for your hard work."
"But the subordinates still failed to stop the exchange of fire between the two parties this time, and almost killed Yuan Ruolan, please punish the elders."
"Alas, that's it, everything has its own cause and effect, and you can't be blamed entirely for their deaths, get up."
He stood up, and the branches around him slowly approached, attaching to his body, and a steady stream of wood elements poured out, healing the wounds on his body.
"Thank you, Elder."
"Let's go down."
"Yes."
East of Xing'an Mountains, Mumen Cemetery.
A man dressed in black and robed walked into the cemetery, came to a newly raised grave and stopped, he knocked over the dirt with one palm, shattered the coffin, swept away the corpse inside, and disappeared into thin air in an instant.
The sorrow of the grave is written in a few words
The Wood of Gifts.