Chapter Ninety-Five: Emotional or Not
It was getting late, and Yue Qingge took Feng Yu and them back to Que Xian Mountain first.
Feng Ze's injury was not light, and he rested early when he arrived at Que Xian Mountain. Feng Yu stood in the pavilion, looking at the familiar scenery around him, and was overjoyed: Finally, he is back.
"Pouring snow. ”
"Master. Feng Yu came back to his senses and saw Yue Qingge holding a bowl of hot soup, "Master, I'm not hungry." ”
"Drink some, it's ready in the morning. ”
Early in the morning, Feng Yu was surprised: "Master is starting to drink soup now?"
Yue Qingge lowered her head and smiled, silent.
Feng Yu thought of Han Ming's words before, and couldn't help but explain: "Master, don't believe what that bastard said today, I didn't do anything with him, that is, I was taken advantage of by him." ”
"During this time, you have suffered. Yue Qingge looked at Feng Yu, the distressed look between her eyebrows, and then blamed herself, "I always thought that you were good by Feng Ze's side, but I didn't expect it...... As a teacher, I should have gone to you a long time ago. ”
"Don't blame Master, if you want to blame, blame that bastard for being too hateful. ”
Yue Qingge raised her sleeves, gently touched Feng Yu's head, and looked at him softly: "Stay by the teacher's side in the future, and protect you for the teacher." ”
Feng Yu's heart moved, and he pursed his lips and smiled: "Hmm." ”
In the gazebo, the two figures stood quietly like this, and for a while, it seemed to be back to the past.
At this time, a blue shadow flew in and crashed directly into Feng Yu's arms: "Oh, stinky boy, you're finally back." ”
Hearing this chattering voice, Feng Yule was happy: "Qibao." ”
"I haven't seen you for so many days, you seem to have lost weight, no wonder your master wants to make soup for you. ”
"Shippo!"
"Eh!" Qibao responded, and stuck out his tongue at the moon Qingge.
Yue Qingge seemed a little helpless: "That's it, let's talk." Don't forget to drink the soup on the table when the snow is pouring. ”
"Good. ”
When Yueqingge returned to the house, Feng Yu held the soup bowl and asked, "Qibao, is this for me?"
"Otherwise, boil it for me?" Qibao rolled his eyes, "Your master started boiling it early in the morning, saying that he would be hungry when you come back." ”
"Master knows I'm coming back?"
"It's not that I know, but that I ...... Pick you up. How else would you come back?"
"I happened to meet Master and came back with him. ”
"He's going to pick you up. Qibao couldn't help but roll her eyes again.
"Ahh
"What can he do there? Isn't he just looking for you?"
It turned out that the master was specially going to pick him up. Feng Yu couldn't help laughing.
"Don't you know, since you left, your master has often been in a daze, unable to say a few words all day, and I am almost suffocated by him here. Don't you rush him to find you and bring you back. ”
"Master, are you reluctant to let me go?"
"Of course, I can't bear it, you are here, how fun and lively. ”
Feng Yu pursed his lips and smiled, quite happy in his heart.
"Huh. Stinky boy, what's your neckline?"
"What?" Feng Yu looked down and saw a little black mark on the skin next to the collar. Tearing down the collar, it turned out to be a black flower the size of a fingernail, and down the flower branch, there were several more, until there was no heart.
"What is this? I don't have a tattoo. ”
Qibao stepped forward and took a closer look: "If I'm not mistaken, this should be an illusion in the Demon Realm." ”
"Illusion?" Feng Yu couldn't help but think of the daytime.
"Well, the illusion created by this illusion will make people emotional, and the person trapped in the illusion will create the illusion of his sweetheart, and the deeper the affection, the more he will be trapped in it and unable to extricate himself. At the same time, this kind of flower will grow in the heart, and the more flowers, the deeper the affection. ”
"Is there such a thing?" Feng Yu subconsciously caressed his heart, "Then how long will it take for it to subside?
"If you want to talk about the impact, it's nothing, at most it will make you have a few dreams. It's okay, it subsided after a while. Qibao paused, held his little head high, and said, "No, how can you be emotional? Who are you emotional?"
"I, I'm ......," Feng Yu stammered, "I've taken a fancy to a girl outside, can't I?"
"Okay, stinky boy, you have someone you like so soon, but what about the girl when you come back?"
"What to do? The girl doesn't like me. ”
"Well, sympathize with you. ”
Feng Yu tugged at the corners of his mouth, and suddenly thought that there seemed to be a little black mark on the master's chest, could it be ......
The night was as cool as water, and the silent Que Xian Mountain fell into a dark color. Feng Yu put his hands on his cheeks, thinking about whether to ask if he wanted to understand. Who knows, the beautiful master came first.
"Haven't rested yet?"
"Master, I'm ...... I want to ask you something. ”
"What?"
"What did Master encounter in the illusion today?"
"I have said it for the teacher, but there is nothing. What's wrong?" As he spoke, his tone was as calm as water.
Feng Yu unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the small black flower: "Qibao said that this is caused by the illusion of the demon world, and there will be love in the illusion." When Master cracked the formation, I saw that Master also had it on his chest. Feng Yu said, looking at Yue Qingge fixedly, "Master...... Got emotionally moved in a fantasy?"
Yue Qingge looked at Feng Yu suddenly, and then looked away, her face was still the same: "I have been practicing for the teacher for hundreds of years, and I have already broken off the seven emotions and six desires, how can I say that I am emotional? When the teacher broke the formation, the breath was unstable, you must have seen it wrong." ”
"I can see it very clearly, and Master also has it on his chest. ”
Yue Qingge tore off her collar, and saw that her chest was smooth: "Is there it?"
"How could it be ......" I saw a little black mark before, "Master, did you use spiritual magic to get rid of it?"
"The teacher hasn't bathed and changed his clothes yet, if there is such a black mark on his body, how can he find it? What's more, the teacher has been chatting with your brother all the time, where is the time to perform spiritual magic?"
Is it true that I am wrong? Feng Yu was confused.
"It's not too early, go to sleep. ”
Feng Yu clutched his chest and hesitated: "Master, I'm back now, the root of love ......"
Yue Qingge lowered her eyes slightly, and said slowly: "The root of love cannot be sealed, only uprooted." ”
Feng Yu's heart sank suddenly, and he subconsciously retreated: "I don't want to pull out the root of love." ”
"So what?"
"I, I ......" Feng Yu didn't know what to do for a while. He didn't want to leave his master, and he didn't want to lose his roots.
Seeing him like this, Yue Qingge couldn't help but sigh, was silent for a moment, and said, "Just now, your brother said that tomorrow morning, I will take you back to the Spirit Fox Clan." Although you are possessed by this fox, you should indeed be reincarnated in it. The Spirit Fox Clan is your home, and it can protect you from being captured by those demons, or you can live there in the future. ”
Feng Yu was stunned, and his eyes turned red in an instant: "Master, this is you, you want to drive me away?"
"How could the teacher drive you away, the teacher always wanted you to stay, but ......" Yue Qingge looked at Feng Yu with a complicated expression, and didn't say any more.
"Okay, I'll go to the Spirit Fox Clan with my brother first, maybe grandma will have a way. Feng Yu squeezed out a smile, "It's not early, Master should go and rest." ”
Yue Qingge moved her lips and nodded away.
After returning to the house, he undressed and looked at his chest, and his face gradually turned white......