Chapter 190: What is the heart knot?
Hu Xianxian flew out and stopped on the ground not far away, and was parked in the banana forest behind Zenfukuji Temple.
Seeing the wide and sparse banana leaves, she remembered the poem "What is hidden in a book" in Qian Xu's poem "Unexhibited Plantains"; I also thought of Cheng Haofeng's poem, "A little knot in the heart opens up the problem"; I think of the "wordless self-knowing" and "incomprehensible" in the two rhyme poems. Is his heart really hidden so deeply, so incomprehensible?
She wants to be the "east wind" of the secret book, to see what kind of "heart knot" he has, to understand the "restraint", and to really understand how to "know each other without words".
Hu Xianxian returned to Yizhuang and hid under a privet tree next to the house, quietly watching his every move.
After Ma Shuo poured the herbs and hot water into the vat, Cheng Haofeng climbed into the vat with crooked steps. Hu Xianxian remembered that he used to always say that she didn't care about her manners, but now he couldn't take care of her manners even if he wanted to.
Ma Shuo brought a bowl of porridge to him and said, "Last night, I thought you could live a good life, but before the porridge was finished, people left." ”
"Living? What kind of life am I living like this? She should bear so much, how can she have her own little life? ”
"Then you can't let her go, she didn't hesitate to leave."
Cheng Haofeng frowned when he heard this, and handed the bowl to Ma Shuo, "You take it away, I have no appetite." ”
Ma Shuo sniffed the porridge and smiled flatteringly, "This porridge is so fragrant, it's a pity not to eat it." I see that you look a lot better today than you did yesterday, and I don't know if it's the effect of herbs or something else, so maybe you can get better slowly. ”
Cheng Haofeng raised his chin towards the shed and said, "Go and take a look at the firewood, don't leak the fire and burn the house." ”
Ma Shuo agreed, and asked him if he still drank porridge, and he silently took the porridge bowl. Seeing him like this, Ma Shuo smiled secretly and returned to the shed.
When Ma Shuo came to take the bowl to wash after he drank the porridge, Ma Shuo looked at him and said, "Your complexion is really much better today, why don't you ask Dao Chang Qin if her blood has any effect?" ”
"As I have already said, it is effective to restrain the cold qi, even if it is to take your blood, including the blood of any boy or girl, but her blood is more effective. This effect can only alleviate the symptoms of limb stiffness and relieve the feeling of headache and splitting, but it cannot cure the root cause. ”
"That's not bad, at least it can be delayed for a while, and after a long time, maybe Daoist Qin will be able to find a way to cure you." She is a fairy body, and she will not be able to shed a little blood. ”
Cheng Haofeng patted the edge of the cylinder and said angrily: "She is just cultivating higher, but she is still a mortal fetus!" Even if you bleed a little, you won't die, but it hurts! Women refining blood and transforming qi, excessive blood loss will hurt the original spirit! ”
Hu Xianxian heard two lines of tears quietly slipping down, why did he only think that she would be injured, bleeding, painful, and hurt the Yuan Shen, but he didn't think that he himself was already injured, already bleeding, already in pain, and already hurting the Yuan Shen?
Ma Shuo muttered and picked up the bowl and walked back, "Everyone is going to the sky and the earth everywhere, and you are still here to protect her." Fortunately, I am only greedy for cups and not for sex, otherwise I might have met such a fierce woman and would have to live for many years......"
Hu Xianxian was a little unhappy in his heart: I'm just a little spicy, where is it fierce? You haven't seen Hu Qingding's methods, that's called fierce and vicious!
Then she patted her mouth, as if I was Hu Qingding? At that time, I still felt that I was sad and affectionate, but I didn't feel terrible and hateful?
When she was full of thoughts, Ma Shuo helped Cheng Haofeng pour new hot water, and Cheng Haofeng asked him not to keep boiling water, and the sun heated the water.
"Okay, we'll boil the water later. I'm going to go buy something and come back, I'm running out of food. ”
Ma Shuo dusted off the ashes on his clothes, and walked out with a bamboo basket on his back. Cheng Haofeng told him loudly, "Go early and come back early, don't be greedy." Your way of spitting your throat and spitting wine to sober up hurts your body......"
Ma Shuo's complaining voice came from afar, "How can you live this day without drinking a little wine?" Save a little money and let those snobbish relatives loot it all......"
Cheng Haofeng sighed helplessly, leaning his head on the edge of the cylinder and closing his eyes to recuperate. A little bird, somehow whether it hadn't learned to fly or something, staggered and fell into the tank. It fluttered wildly in the tank, Cheng Hao Fengping stretched out his right hand, and it jumped into his palm with a cry of joy.
This little black and linen little man shook his head, shook his wings, and splashed all the water droplets on his body on Cheng Haofeng.
Cheng Haofeng chuckled and said, "You little sparrow is really naughty, and it makes my face water." Come, stand here and dry yourself. ”
As he spoke, he put the little sparrow on the edge of the tank, it seemed unwilling to stay on the edge of the tank, and flapped its wet wings twice and pounced on Cheng Haofeng's shoulder and stood. Seeing that it looked very pleasant, he stopped chasing it. It stood for a moment, then pecked him lightly on the shoulder.
Cheng Haofeng smiled and picked it up and put it on the edge of the tank, "I'm not a bug, I can't eat it." Heh, are you hungry? ”
The little sparrow's eyes slowly swirled, as if he didn't understand why he had been taken down.
Cheng Hao blew its feathers in the wind, pointed to the shed and said, "Did you fall down when you were so hungry that you were dizzy?" Later, the feathers will be dried and fly over there to see, there is still some leftover porridge. ”
The little sparrow tilted his head to look at him as if he didn't understand, and Cheng Haofeng smiled "hehe", "It's because of me that I flew down?" See me soaking in this vat and treating me like food? When am I pickled in a jar of pickles, or when I marinate meat? ”
Hu Xianxian smiled lightly when she heard this, she remembered the colorful magpie, but she couldn't summon the colorful magpie for the time being, and she also had a lot of knots in her heart that she hadn't untied.
The little sparrow's feathers quickly dried and flew away, and Cheng Haofeng looked bored. Hu Xianxian was sad again, he used to be always running around, but now he has become like this when he is idle.
She continued to stand incognito, he squinted and opened his eyes slightly, and read the poem softly: "Xiao Rong is harvested, and Wu Zhen Liang is receiving." The wandering ring is driven by the coercion, and the yin is continuous. Wen Yin Chang hub, drive me to ......"
She recited silently with him, and another slightly joking voice also sounded: "'A gentleman of words, Wen Qi is like a jade', Cheng Zhenren is like a jade gentleman." ”
The visitor turned out to be Gui Chongxu, and he was stunned as he spoke. He could see Hu Xianxian, Cheng Haofeng, who had lost his skills, could no longer see her who was invisible, he wanted to reveal to Cheng Haofeng the meaning of where she was, Hu Xianxian hurriedly gestured to stop Gui Chongxu.
Cheng Haofeng saw that Gui Chong had a strange expression, so he asked, "Did there be any accidents?" ”
Gui Chongxu came back to his senses and promised: "There is no more accident, the ghost king has retreated to the deep mountains of Fanbang." Also, under Chao Zhenren's strong leadership, Heavenly Court has revoked the wanted warrant for Qin Zhenren. ”
Cheng Haofeng raised his head to the sky and said respectfully: "Unfilial disciple Cheng Haofeng is the sixth senior disciple on behalf of Master Xie for his generosity and kindness. ”
Gui Chong looked at Cheng Haofeng with regret and reverence in his eyes and said, "The Heavenly Emperor can agree to revoke the wanted warrant, or it mainly depends on your ability to assist Heavenly Court in fighting against the Ghost King and other demons. If Cheng Zhenren is not in good health, he will definitely be able to be relied on by the heavenly court, and it is possible to make an exception and be promoted to a golden immortal. ”
Cheng Haofeng smiled indifferently, "Don't talk about this." When you took the poem just now, you said that I am a gentleman like a jade, what do you think I look like a gentleman? ”
Gui Chongxu also smiled: "This poem was originally to express the praise, admiration and longing of women for their husbands who are fighting abroad, so is it a gentleman who only looks at what the gentleman in the woman's heart looks like." ”
The corners of Cheng Haofeng's mouth sneered, "In these first few sentences, such a spectacular and majestic scene of thousands of troops and horses marching out is depicted, you can imagine how heroic those soldiers are, and such a young hero is worthy of a woman's 'gentleman of words, carrying sleep and happiness', right?" ”
Gui Chongxu touched his chin, thought for a while, and said, "Cheng Zhenren is laughing at himself for not being heroic? ”
Cheng Haofeng said with a gloomy expression: "Now that he is down like this, he naturally has no heroic spirit, even if he was a laughing stock of others in the past, or an evil demon who was spurned by others......"
Hu Xianxian was shocked, how could he think so?