She looked at the monk of Sumeru, and then at the simple stone pagoda, and her cold face revealed neither contempt and hatred, nor curiosity and regret.

She seemed a little envious.

Naturally, the Sumeru monk also saw her.

Although they had never met, the Sumeru monk knew who it was as if he was coming.

"What are you doing here?" Monk Sumeru's calm mind flooded with a trace of waves.

Miaoqin did not answer Monk Sumeru's question.

Instead, he sighed, then looked at Monk Sumeru, and replied to the question: "She is too ordinary to afford such a decisive and fierce love as you." ”

"She naturally loves you, but her love... Never reach your realm. Monk··· If I were you, I would have let her die three years ago. ”

Miaoqin's voice was filled with an unknown emotion.

Hongyu, who heard the voice in the tower, made a sharp voice: "Miaoqin, are you here to laugh at me? to laugh at my betrayal by the one I love the most, to laugh at me for being imprisoned in this stone tower, not seeing the light of day, to laugh at my failures, and you are still noble?"

After speaking, another muffled snort came from the tower.

Although she did not speak to the Sumeru monk.

But her voice was heard by the monk Sumeru, and this will naturally be punished. The Sumeru monk, who was sitting on the side at the same time, was also in pain, but with a happy smile on his face.

Miaoqin suddenly fell silent in the face of Hongyu's questioning.

But he suddenly raised his head: "Since you are not me, how can you know that I am suffering less than you today?"

He said and stretched out his hands.

Her fingers are delicate and white, slender and flexible.

It doesn't look like it's been scrapped at all.

It's clear that the real people who watch the moon are lying.

But no one would really question a real person because of this.

"My hand is fine, my grandfather didn't punish me, but I'm in this Tianyin Pavilion, it's already a joke. Every fellow disciple, every elder, and even those new outer disciples would look at me with strange eyes. ”

"Every one of them will say in their hearts, look... That is the little princess of Tianyin Pavilion who lost to a loose cultivator. It was because of her that sixty-three disciples of Tianyin Pavilion died, it was because of the gap between her Tianyin Pavilion and Tianxuanmen, and it was because of her that it would never be possible to repair between Tianyin Pavilion and Damida Temple. Miaoqin's words seemed to carry too much pain.

But when this pain comes to the mouth, it seems that it has become less 'bitter' again.

This is not because she is not so bitter in her heart, but because the pain has numbed her and blinded her soul.

"I've been punished the most, if I could... I would rather that three years ago, you stormed the mountain gate and died with me. Miaoqin's words were filled with vague anticipation.

This is not her excuse, but her heartfelt desire.

In this life, it is impossible for a person not to make mistakes.

Miaoqin just chose to conceal the truth in a choice, and made up a lie to save face for herself and Tianyin Pavilion.

It's just that after she tells this lie, the subsequent development is not under her control.

Monk Sumeru's expression did not change too significantly because of Miaoqin's explanation.

Because of their own suffering, they should understand and sympathize with the suffering of people in the world and everyone.

That's the state of the Buddha.

And the monk of Sumeru... He's just a monk who has broken his vows, he's not a Buddha.

It is even possible to turn into a devil.

"So, what are you doing?" Lin Xi took over Monk Sumeru's body, and it seemed that he finally had a sense of participation in this matter.

He instinctively sensed that Miaoqin's appearance was an opportunity.

"I'm asking for a sheet music!"

"It's impossible to surpass me in piano skills. In the past three years, I have looked through the classics and consulted many documents, and finally found a clue. What you use... It's Sima Wenjun's "Asking for Luan Score" back then!" Miaoqin said in a very determined tone.

Lin Xi didn't know who Sima Wenjun was.

The monk Sumeru doesn't seem to know either.

But Miaoqin continued to explain: "Sima Wenjun is a character more than a thousand years ago, she once had some connections with my Lanting patriarch of Tianyin Pavilion, and some people left poems praising her piano sound. ”

"And the "Seeking Luan Score" she left behind may be the only piano score in the Qingxiao world that can slightly surpass my Tianyin Pavilion in terms of piano skills. ”

Lin Xi looked at Miaoqin and suddenly felt that sometimes women are really scary.

Because of the discrimination of others and the insults in their eyes, they can even open their mouths and ask for music from the unsolvable enemy.

What a shameless spirit is this?

Even if Lin Xi is a heavenly demon, he doesn't feel it... I can have such a thick skin.

Sure enough, in the stone tower, Hongyu let out a long and poignant laugh: "That's right! I just have the "Asking for Luan Spectrum", but even if I die, I will never give it to you." ”

"Do you want to prove yourself with otherworldly piano skills that surpass the entire Tianyin Pavilion?

Miaoqin said, "No! ”

"What if... Can I release you?"

Lin Xi frowned and realized that something was wrong.

As soon as the thought turned, his consciousness returned to the consciousness space, and he could only watch from the sidelines, and the main consciousness of the Sumeru monk reoccupied the mainstream.

As long as there is a little monk in one day, the female donor... It was impossible to let her go. ”

When Hongyu heard this, her long smile turned into a miserable laugh.

From the stone tower, the negative emotions that poured out made Lin Xi absorb it very refreshingly.

Miaoqin is right.

Ruby is not worthy of the affection of the Sumeru monk.

There is still a difference between loving someone and loving someone.

Hongyu's love is sacrificed to forget death, perhaps the initial utilitarianism has long been fused with the later unforgettable, and it is impossible to distinguish the true from the false, and it is impossible to distinguish between each other.

And the love of the monk Sumeru is beyond the shackles, morality, and bottom line, and he even gave up himself.

His wish was just to keep Ruby alive.

He is willing to become a demon, only to become a Buddha in red jade.

So, from the moment Hongyu was imprisoned by the monk Sumeru.

There was a burning fire of anger in her heart.

And the anger is getting stronger and stronger, and gradually even suppresses her original love for the Sumeru monk.

Looking at Monk Sumeru, looking at the firmness and persistence on his face.

Miaoqin sighed again: "I really want to... It would have been nice if I had swapped places with Hongyu!"

Then he continued: "After all, this place is Tianyin Pavilion, and I... After all, she is the granddaughter of the real person who watches the moon. So... I know that today is the Tianyin Pavilion's music ceremony once every 100 years. The dragon bone incense purchased from the Beihai Dragon Seeking Sect will fill the entire Empty Lonely Mountain. ”

"And the dragon bone incense, once mixed with the smell of white peacock feathers when it burns, becomes the most powerful drug. ”

"Monk... Do you feel a little dizzy right now?"

As Miaoqin spoke, Monk Sumeru was already feeling dizzy.

Everything in front of me began to overlap into phantoms.

He reached out to stop it.

Blurred, I saw that the stone tower had been smashed open a door.

And the girl in white, holding a token, broke the formation and seal blessed by Tianyin Pavilion.

Dressed in red··· In a flash.

Immediately afterwards, the monk Sumeru fell into a thoughtless stupor.