Chapter 11 Vaguely mottled tears

Han Xuming came, walked to Guo, and thanked Guo: "Holy monk, it's hard to say much about today's events, only thank you!"

Liguo nodded in greeting and replied: "Thank you can't be talked about, the poor monk said that the reason why he helped you is that the poor monk is selfish and has something to ask for." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed heavily, shook his head helplessly, and then turned to the big Buddha, folded his hands, bowed down, and said, "Amitabha......! Guilty!"

After turning around, Han Xuanming asked, "What does the holy monk want me to help with?" ”

But at this time, Liguo shook his head, changed the topic, and said, "A few days ago, Miss Liu Yiyi, you already knew about the accidental injury. The poor monk wanted to tell the donor about this matter in detail. ”

"What's wrong with her?"

After listening to Guo's words, Han Xuanming was anxious at the moment, he had a bad premonition, and after seeing Guo's expression, he felt that Liu Yiyi might have something wrong.

He wanted to say something, but he didn't say it, just shook his head and sighed: "Alas......"

"Holy monk, what's wrong?"

"Come with me. With that, he walked out of the hall.

This ancient temple has long been dilapidated, although there has been a long-term practice here, occasionally repaired, but in the end it is dilapidated. In the courtyard, a few canopies of weeds are overgrown, swaying in the night breeze.

The moonlight tonight is very bright, the ice wheel hangs high, and the moonlight is slightly cool.

The two of them came to the backyard of the ancient temple.

Here, it is even more dilapidated, several houses have fallen into disrepair, the roofs have collapsed, and from the inside, you can see the moonlight. A gust of wind blew, and the dilapidated houses seemed to be swaying in the wind and would collapse at any time.

He didn't go to the house, but stopped in the backyard and flicked his sleeves into the air.

"Buzz!"

The sound of a beep resounded, and a golden light appeared, as if the curtain had been lifted and the scenery of this place had changed.

The void was broken, and it was as if a whole new world had appeared inside, flowing with a soft and holy light, brilliant and golden, shining brightly.

Inside, a huge lotus flower emerges, as if condensed into water jade, blooming with thousands of harmonious lights, sprinkled in all directions, making people feel warm and unconsciously close their eyes.

Above the lotus flower, a shadow is rising and falling, as if it is asleep.

That person is none other than Liu Yiyi.

"Yiyi......" Han Xuanming muttered as he approached there.

Behind Han Xuanming, Liguo followed in and explained to Han Xuanming: "This place, and that lotus platform, are the illusions of the poor monks with Buddhism, just to protect the girl, so that her injuries will not deteriorate. ”

At this moment, in Han Xuanming's ears, how could he hear other people's words again, as far as he could see, all he could think of was the beauty suspended on the lotus platform in front of him.

Seeing Han Xuanming's intoxicated appearance, he didn't speak again, just looked there silently, and whispered in his mouth: "Amitabha!"

Han Xuming walked up to Liu Yiyi, unconsciously stretched out one hand and gently stroked Liu Yiyi's cheek, and with the other hand, he took her hand and held it firmly in the palm of his hand.

As if a promise, Han Xuanming said softly: "It will definitely make you better!"

At this moment, it seemed that someone was coming, and Liu Yiyi, who was sleeping, made a sound. She opened her mouth slightly, and uttered a few syllables, but the voice was too low and indistinct to be inaudible.

"Yiyi, what did you say?"

Han Xuanming leaned over and put his ear to Liu Yiyi's lips.

This time, Han Xuanming heard those vague voices, and between her sleep, Liu Yiyi seemed to be dreaming, and it seemed to be calling: "Don't go...... Don't leave me......"

There were no other words, that sentence, just repeated again and again.

Han Xuming stood up, stared at Liu Yiyi's eyes, became more firm and affectionate, clenched her hand, and said softly: "I'm here, I'm not leaving." ”

It seemed that he heard Han Xuanming's words, and in his deep sleep, a teardrop rolled down from the corner of Liu Yiyi's closed eyes.

The crystal droplets, still carrying the temperature of the human body, slid down the beautiful face, and a scar on the face made the tears stop temporarily, but in the end, they still fell.

The tears refracted the golden light, and in the brilliant brilliance, they quickly faded away.

Han Xuanming stroked Liu Yiyi's cheek again, rubbed the scar, and whispered: "Yiyi, I not only want to heal your injury, but also give it to you, eliminate this scar." ”

"Girls love beauty after all, don't they?"

On Liu Yiyi's cheek, a hideous and terrifying scar appeared extremely abrupt, almost ruining the original face.

This scar was in the Rosemary Forest, where Lan Xinyi was injured, almost all over the face.

In her sleep, Liu Yiyi fell a few more tears, her cheeks became mottled and wet with tears. She was still muttering, and from time to time, a few unclear bytes came out, all of which were calling softly.

Han Xuanming didn't listen to it again, but it was certain that she was still repeating what she had said not long ago.

"In the future, I will definitely protect you and never let you get hurt again!" Han Xuanming assured that at this moment, he only felt that the softest piece in his heart was touched.

For the person in front of him, Han Xuanming didn't know what kind of feelings he had. Do you like it? Maybe not. Is it friendship? seems to have gone beyond.

In that forest, when Liu Yiyi blocked the knife for Han Xuanming, Han Xuanming's heart was already shocked, and he felt that the relationship between the two seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't say why.

Earlier, perhaps on the outskirts of the Rosemary Forest, when the two were tricked by the strange old man, their relationship changed subtly.

Perhaps, it can also be earlier, in the rosemary forest, in the battle with Lan Xinyi, Han Xuanming has already begun to pay attention to this person who has good thoughts but is wavering.

Han Xuanming sighed slightly, wanting to look directly at his heart, but was disappointed to find that his heart was confused.

For the person in front of him, what kind of mood does Han Xuanming have at this moment? What kind of eyes does he look at the person in front of him? Finally, I still don't know.

After a long time of silence and silence, Han Xuanming sighed and whispered: "Still...... Let's wait until she wakes up!"

Looking at the person in front of him, after stroking his face again, Han Xuanming put down the hand he was holding in his hand gently.

Facing the unconscious person, Han Xuming asked softly, "Yiyi, what did you see in your dream at this moment, is it a good dream or a nightmare?"

"Whoever you're calling, all I can do is protect you as best I can. In the future, I won't let you get hurt again, and I won't let you hurt for me. ”

Han Xuanming settled down, turned around, and finally took his eyes off Liu Yiyi's body and looked at Guo.

Li Guo didn't speak, just motioned to Han Xuanming to leave here for the time being.

Immediately, the two walked out of this place one after the other. Walking out of that place, with a wave of Guo's sleeves, the space closed, and Liu Yiyi's figure disappeared in front of Han Xuanming's eyes.

Looking around at the ruined scene around him, Han Xuanming turned around and asked, "Holy monk, what is the situation with her? How did the coma become more serious? Is the injury worsening?"

Speaking of this, Han Xuanming couldn't help but slump between his eyebrows, and said, "I remember, before we separated and my other doppelganger went to the eastern mountain range, Yiyi's injuries had obviously improved. ”

"It's the poor monk who is incompetent, and he has failed to live up to your trust and expectations. ”

Li Guo sighed, and continued: "The poor monk originally thought that Miss Liu Yiyi's injury would naturally improve after erasing that resentment and getting rid of the residual poison. ”

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh again, couldn't help but bow his head, with guilt, and said to Han Xuanming: "But the truth is completely beyond my expectations, that kind of poison is not at all something that Buddhism can easily dissolve." ”

"That knife is no ordinary knife. ”

Han Xuanming stared at him and asked, "That knife is ......?"

"That knife, which can be called the Blood Transformation God Knife, is the most vicious and difficult to crack at all. The only way to get rid of it is to live with the knife when refining the sword. He replied.

After repeating his previous words, he continued: "However, depending on the girl's situation, you can rest assured for the time being, with the lotus platform transformed by the poor monk's Dharma, it should be safe in a short period of time. ”

After thinking about it, Han Xuanming asked again, "What are the companions of the Blood Transformation Divine Sword?"

The fruit explained: "The Blood Divine Knife is refined by the Blood Lotus Blood Bodhi, and the only way to cure this poison is the lotus seed produced by the Blood Bodhi. ”

And the lotus seed itself is an extremely evil thing, I don't know how much blood it has been stained with, how many resentments it has soaked in, and it can bear fruit. Ordinary people are already unbearable, let alone seriously injured. ”

Liguo was very helpless, kept shaking his head, and said: "Although I know that the son of Blood Bodhi is an extremely vicious thing, but in order to save the life of Yiyi girl, I can only take a risk and go to find the blood lotus." ”

"You know the rest of the story. He turned his head to Han Xuanming, "In that underground palace, I unintentionally met my senior brother, and in order to save you, I have no strength left, so I will snatch the lotus seeds again." ”

Han Xuanming frowned and asked, "Yiyi's current situation?"

"Not optimistic. She shook her head and said with a heavy face: "Of course, you don't have to worry for the time being, although it has not improved, but the poor monk has sealed her muscles and veins, so that the operation of her body functions will enter the lowest level, and it will not deteriorate for the time being." ”

"After July 15, as long as you can get a lotus seed, all problems will take a turn for the better. "Said decisively.

"July 15, after the Demon Slaying Conference?" Han Xuanming asked, "What kind of conspiracy is there in the Demon Slaying Conference, and what is his purpose in ending the Demon Slaying Conference and wanting to kill so many people?"

Listening to Han Xuanming's question, he couldn't help but be silent, and he stopped talking. He took a long breath, then slowly exhaled, turned his head to look at Han Xuanming, but quickly lowered his head and shook his head.

"Everything has to start from more than ten years ago, when the poor monk had not yet become a monk...... "In Guoguo's eyes, there seemed to be tears flashing, and he began to tell.