Chapter 23 Daoyou, the night is cold and cold, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?
The room was quiet for a while.
Mo Xiaolan looked at Qiu Zhihe blankly, and Qiu Zhihe also looked at her fixedly.
The two women looked at each other for a long time, Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, her slender fingers tightly grasped the hem of her skirt, and finally raised her head and said:
"Qiu Daoyou, I only seek the avenue in this life, I will not indulge in the love of my children, and I will not take the road of double cultivation."
Qiu Zhihe was silent for a moment, and said lightly:
"My husband said that when he met you, it was when he was most difficult, and he was always grateful to you, but he knew that you were bent on seeking the Tao, because when he planned to find a Taoist couple, he didn't look for you."
Mo Xiaolan's ten fingers gripping the hem of her skirt tightened, biting her lower lip, and suddenly smiled bitterly:
"Qin Daoyou said that I helped him get through the darkest moment of his life, but in fact, why shouldn't I?"
She picked up the teacup, drank it all, looked down at the empty cup, her eyes misty, and her voice softened.
"I was born in a small village outside Yunling Town, that year the spirit beast turned into a disaster, my father and sister died, and I was the only one left in the village."
"A monk descended from the sky, killed those demon beasts, and then stepped on a flying sword and brought me to Yunling Town."
"When she left, I asked her if she could go with her, and she said that she only wanted the road in this life, and she didn't want any drag."
"I remember that when she flew away, the sunset in the sky was so beautiful that it stained the clouds red."
"From that day on, I made up my mind that I would only seek the road in this life."
Mo Xiaolan put the teacup back on the table, and the smile on her face became more and more bitter:
"It's just that I was born with poor spiritual roots, and I have worked hard for more than ten years to reach the third level of Qi training."
"I work hard every day to set up a stall, practice drawing talismans to sell, and earn spirit stones, just to continue cultivating."
"However, over the years, I have hit the fourth layer of Qi training more than ten times, but I have never succeeded."
Qiu Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaolan in amazement, she was a rare genius, she had stood at the top since she was a child, it was indeed difficult to imagine that the fourth layer of Qi training would have to impact this kind of thing more than ten times.
"When I failed for the sixteenth time, my hard-earned spirit stones had been exhausted, and I went to ask the steward of the Feiyi Building if he could advance my salary for a month, but the steward wanted me to double cultivate with him."
"I rejected him, and he slandered me in public for stealing spirit stones, and wanted to drive me out of the Flying Post Tower."
"At night, I went to the night market to set up a stall, and Zhou Kun took a fancy to me and forced me to be his concubine, but I didn't comply, and he threatened to cut off my life."
"That day was the most desperate day of my life."
"It was snowing heavily that night, and when I returned to the narrow rain alley, I saw Qin Daoyou sitting on a noodle stall at the entrance of the alley."
"I was thinking that there were people like me who hadn't eaten so late in the snow."
Mo Xiaolan's voice paused, and the corners of her mouth curled:
Then, he suddenly looked up and said to me: Fellow Daoist, the night is cold and cold, why don't you sit down and have a drink together?"
"I thought, I don't even know him, why did he invite me to drink?"
Qiu Zhihe said coldly: "Dengzi! ”
Mo Xiaolan smiled: "Yes, I thought so at the time, but I was so tired that day that I couldn't walk, someone asked me to sit down, I couldn't refuse, that night."
Mo Xiaolan lowered her head, her fingers grasping the hem of her skirt slowly relaxed, and the smile on her face was no longer bitter.
On the other side of the table, Qiu Zhihe's ten fingers tightly grasped the hem of the skirt, and the small green tendons on the back of his hands were bulging.
"He invited me to drink a whole jar of wine, and my whole body was no longer cold, and then I got up and took my leave."
"But I didn't expect that when I walked to the door of the rented house and turned around, I realized that he actually lived opposite me, and his eyes were wide open, and he looked very funny."
Mo Xiaolan raised her hand to cover her mouth, a girlish smile appeared on her heroic face, you can imagine how interesting the scene was when she and Qin Geng first met.
"Later, every morning when I went out to run a post repair, I would run into him."
"Every night when I come back from the night market, I will meet him."
"We sat in the alleyways and drank more and more."
"One day, he told me that in fact, he was infected with erysipelas and could only live to be forty years old, and he went out early and returned late every day, desperately earning spirit stones and cultivating, just to eradicate erysipelas before the age of forty."
Mo Xiaolan exhaled softly, and her eyes regained their brightness:
"From that moment on, I no longer felt how miserable my experience was, because Qin Daoyou was more difficult than me, but he still didn't give up."
"Naturally, I can't give up."
"I want to improve my cultivation as soon as possible and earn more spirit stones, if I am successful in my cultivation, I can also help Qin Daoyou find the 'Ice Heart Rejuvenation Pill'."
Qiu Zhihe suddenly spoke: "Then why don't you marry him?" Help him double cultivate? ”
Mo Xiaolan was silent for a moment and smiled: "He didn't ask me." ”
Qiu Zhihe was stunned, and Mo Xiaolan continued: "Because I said that I only seek the Great Dao in this life, I regard him as a confidant, and he knows that if he opens his mouth to me, it will be difficult for me." ”
"Confidant."
Qiu Zhihe bit his lip slightly, his hands under the table were still tightly grasping the hem of his skirt, and asked:
"If he had asked to marry you, would you have agreed?"
Mo Xiaolan was stunned, silent for a long time, poured herself a cup of tea, picked it up, and said to Qiu Zhihe:
"It's a good thing he didn't speak, otherwise he would have missed the best lady in the world."
"Qiu Daoyou, he is a great blessing to be able to marry you, I am happy for him, I couldn't drink your wedding wine that day, I wish you today. Hundreds of lives, eternal union! ”
Qiu Zhihe looked at Mo Xiaolan quietly, only to see that she was smiling like an orchid and her eyes were as bright as stars.
"Mo Daoyou, it's his blessing to have a confidant like you."
Ding, the two teacups touch lightly, making a crisp sound.
After a while, Mo Xiaolan walked out of Qiu Zhihe's room, turned to her and asked:
"Qiu Daoyou, I'm worried about Xiaoxue and Sister Si's injuries, where are they healing? I want to check it out. ”
Mo Xiaolan was often whipped by the stabbing god in the dungeon, and she was covered with scars, but it was strange to say that the injuries on her body were only half a day at a time.
In today's battle, she actually didn't suffer any injuries, but there was still some poison in her body that suppressed cultivation, Luo Wenzhi had already led people to search for the antidote in Changfu at night, and if she found it, she would send it over tomorrow.
Therefore, except for Mo Xiaolan's body being a little weak, her body is fine.
However, Si Minglan and Fang Xue were already injured, and they were absorbed by the earth mole and some of the aura and Yuan Yin, and the situation was not too good.
It was reasonable that Mo Xiaolan wanted to visit the two of them.
However, Qiu Zhihe hesitated, and seeing Mo Xiaolan looking at her suspiciously, she finally spoke:
"They're upstairs in the emerald room."
Then he gave her the key to return the room.
"Thank you, Autumn Daoyou."
Mo Xiaolan thanked her, went upstairs, came to the cuizi room, knocked on the door, but no one responded.
Mo Xiaolan hesitated, opened the door with the talisman key, and walked in gently.
Moments later, she hurried out of the room, closed the door, and fled with red cheeks.
(End of chapter)