The fishy smell in the mouth of the turtle fish beast was mixed with the cold breath and sprayed on Xin Che's face one by one, causing him to shiver and nausea. The evil beast was brute force, and the center of the several tumbling fights of one man and one beast did not have the upper hand. After receiving Yin Suwen's dagger, he had the opportunity to stab at the soft abdomen where the evil beast's life gate was located, but after all, he was a monk who couldn't bear to kill, and he would rather be scratched a few more times than be ruthless in his intestines.

The mud was splashing, the grass and trees were withered, and the blood on the small mud embryo was messy, and it was impossible to tell who was injured. The evil beast was strong, and the physical strength of the two was not enough to be a hard enemy, and after a few rounds, the heart was clear, and a ruthless force finally successfully killed the two front paws of the big beast.

With a dull roar, the beast's wound was bleeding profusely, and the intense pain stopped it from continuing its attack in time. The big beast was powerless, dragging the blood and water all the way and staggering back into the quagmire, and the little beast fighting with Yin Suwen on the side was already at a disadvantage, and when he saw this scene, he could only struggle to break free and quickly flee for his life. The stalemate situation was finally alleviated, Yin Suwen was already exhausted, and at this moment, seeing that he had finally gotten rid of the danger, he came out groggy and fainted in Xinche's arms.

When she woke up again, Xinche had already taken her away from the mire of evil beasts, and the two of them leaned against a big tree and lit a bonfire to keep warm. Xinche took the pure water stored in the tree hole and heated it, fed her a little bit to drink, and comforted her softly when she woke up.

"We're out of the quagmire swamps, and the beasts can't catch up. You are hungry and cold all day and night, first bake the fire and drink some hot water, and then we will go home through the miasma forest in front of us. ”

"Brother Xinche, I'm sorry. Worries you again. ”

"Don't say it, I know it all."

The moment he rescued Yin Suwen from a coma, Xinche was indeed full of worry and anger. She was so naïve and stubborn, she could insist on taking risks without considering the consequences with a so-called elixir to save people, and it was not easy for him to save her life, but she couldn't cherish it. Xin Che should have been reprimanded, but looking at Yin Suwen's pale face after waking up, he couldn't be ruthless for a while, but he complained without anger.

"As I said, I care about your health no matter what. So. Even if you think about me even a little, you shouldn't be so reckless. The beast is ferocious and eats people and bones, and if I am one step too late today, you will have to disappear here silently forever. ”

The dense forest is damp. Campfires are difficult to burn. A small flame burned some wet firewood, and a puff of choking gray smoke came out of it. Yin Suwen choked on the smoke and coughed. But there was an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, Master has taught me very well. However, Su Su is now in good health, only some skin trauma. It will be fine soon. ”

"You're still laughing?"

"Brother Xinche."

"Huh?"

"It's good to finally wait for you to come back."

Yin Suwen moved his body, rubbed to Xinche's side and leaned against him, his words and expressions couldn't hide his happiness. In those days when there was no news and no reply, she was always terrified for no reason, fearing that her brother would leave in obscurity. Now, seeing him back at last, this made her happier than getting any precious treasure medicinal herbs in the world.

Yin Suwen relied as usual, but Xinche had some mixed tastes in his heart. When he was eager to save people, he didn't have any extra thoughts and insisted on going straight to the valley, and after being safe, he didn't know how to say a lot of words. He was going to tell Yin Suwen the truth, as a monk who could not betray the faith, and as a man who acted brightly, he should tell Yin Suwen all his plans and mental journey truthfully, and tell her not to rely on her anymore, this would be their last meeting.

Even though he suffered from the deliberate deception of the old abbot and the unintentional betrayal of Yuan, after contemplation and calmness, Xinche still could not use this as a reason to abandon the monks of Yunju Temple who were full of expectations for him behind him, let alone give up his unremitting faith and future. The future in which only Buddhism and Yunju Temple exist is what a monk should have as a reincarnated spirit child, and there can be no Yin Suwen in that future. She was there, and it would be wrong to even think about it.

It's just that the current situation is chaotic and not optimistic, and he can't choose to tell the truth in such a dangerous place, knowing that Yin Suwen has a temper. Coaxed her to take a nap for a while, Xinche made the necessary tools to get out of the miasma forest, and then recited Yin Suwen and walked out. On the deep and shallow muddy path, the only thing to be happy about is that he finally got her solemn promise: from now on, no matter what happens, she will definitely live well.

Miasma Lin's journey to the bamboo house was not short, and Xinche carried Yin Suwen back to his room the whole time, without the slightest complaint. After settling down and resting from her exhausted, he finally put his mind at ease.

After changing into clean clothes, Xinche deliberately boiled hot water to make tea without pouring himself a drink, but instead picked up the tea set and entered He Caiwei's room.

He Caiwei next to the Xuan window had her back to Xinche as if she was picking up medicinal herbs, her plain and monochrome back looked a lot thinner, and the movements of picking up her hands were not too attentive for a while. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she didn't look back, but said lightly.

"You're finally back."

The person who pushed the door in was unsurprisingly clear, and his expression and words were calm, but his unpowdered cheeks looked pale and haggard.

Xinche ignored her, sat down at the table by herself, and poured two cups of tea.

"The poor monk came and asked Lord He to drink this last cup of tea. From then on, you and I have nothing to do with each other, and we owe nothing to each other. ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in taking the teacup and drank it all, not like tasting tea, but like a farewell wine that cut off his robe and cut off righteousness. He Caiwei in front of the window heard the words and slowly walked to him to pick up the teacup, but the teacup turned and turned in her hand, and after all, she couldn't drink it in one gulp and fell straight to the ground and shattered.

"It's a pity, my heart master, Cai Wei really doesn't want to part ways with you so easily, and the two don't owe each other."

At this time, He Caiwei was obviously smiling, but there were tears in the corners of her eyes. Even if she came to this point, she still couldn't bear to drink that cup of tea that broke off her feelings.

"You've reprimanded me twice without mercy, why, now that you're leaving, do you want to hurt me again?"

"Amitabha, sin and sin. He Shizhu, the previous two talks were because the donor's words touched the bottom line, so there were many inappropriate hurts in the words, and the poor monk confessed his guilt and admitted his mistakes. However, even so, you should never be angry with Yin Suwen, and even try to kill her, which is really despicable. (To be continued......)