On the Eve of Lili, She Turned Into a Mushroom - Chapter 60

Before getting married, he asked her what kind of accommodation she liked.

She was sitting on a tree branch, looking around her small courtyard in Qingcheng Mountain, squinting her eyes and shaking her head.

She said that she likes a small yard with a corridor where you can lie down, and it is better to have a platform where you can bask in the sun. A tree can be planted in the yard, and the soil should be soft and loose. In short, she can lie down and sleep anywhere in the yard, and she will be very satisfied.

So he built Yuli Garden.

She really lay down every corner of the yard.

When Bai Yushan Road came to the end, he held her and stood at the courtyard gate.

There was a rustle in the sleeves, and the parchment that Yu Haotian brought back was faintly hot. He saw the word’Meng’ at a glance. At this moment, the sheepskin map had been put into the sleeve, but the word was like a drop of hot ink, oozing out, touching his flesh and blood, arousing the darkest part of my heart. Stubborn.

He indulged Yu Haotian to come close to him because of this thing. Since it’s the bait he wants, what’s the harm in finding fire and getting chestnuts?

If the crisis is now blinking, then he is not Xie Wuwang.

There are too many storms waiting for him ahead. Waiting for him to crush them one by one.

He couldn’t retreat either, behind him, there was only a black whirlpool connected to the sky.

He doesn’t have much time to stay. While healing her injuries, coax her as soon as possible.

Stepping into the courtyard wooden door, Xie Wuzuo couldn’t help being startled.

Desolately rushed towards his face.

The left and right corridors were covered with thin dust, and a lot of withered laurel leaves fell. At first glance, they looked like abandoned corridors of ancient temples.

The door of the house opened and closed, which was the last trace he left when he looked for her in the courtyard. The open doors and windows attracted draughts, blowing many fragmentary objects to the ground, rolling everywhere.

The air is thick and desolate and ruined.

He frowned his long eyebrows like an ink, took a step back subconsciously, exited the courtyard gate, and looked up at the word “Yuli” that he had personally mentioned.

A cloud of clouds filled my mind.

With her in the past, this fragrant and warm yard is alive. He never realized how important she was to this courtyard, just as he did not realize how important she was to him.

He has never cared about things outside of his body.

She regarded a yard as a “home”, and he would only feel naive and disapproval in his heart.

Today, the home is gone.

A terrible light flashed in my mind.

He suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left a completely unimportant thing behind.

What is it?

He suppressed the uncomfortable premonition in his heart, and held her closer to his chest, confirming that she was still well nestled in his arms.

He glanced at her face from the corner of the light and found that she hadn’t noticed the dilapidation of the courtyard.

She didn’t care anymore. In the past, she couldn’t even see a trace of dust, and would never let a leaf fall on the corridor.

Watching the yard become like this at the moment, there was no wave of waves in her eyes.

Did she never consider this home anymore?

The empty chest pierced for a while, he pulled his lips and smiled, striding across the middle of the courtyard.

It doesn’t matter. Coax her back and she will be like before.

Thoughts flashed messily in his mind, and his footsteps dragged out the afterimages quickly, passing the courtyard, over the side corridor, and stepping out.

The body loses weight suddenly.

He stepped into the fierce wind.

The robe suddenly lifted up, Xie Wuwang stepped on the air, hugged Ning Qingqing and fell for more than ten feet, scratching a clear long mark in the cloud and mist of the rolling mountain.

The wisps of mist patted his cheeks, making it extremely cold.

The turbulent wind whistling around his ears brought a sharp hum, as if the injuries in the body were surging and boiling.

For a while, Daojun’s black eyes, which had always been waveless, clearly floated a little dazed.

He subconsciously guarded her in his arms and fell a small distance before he moved back into the corridor.

He clearly stood firm, but his left knee staggered unwillingly, his lower body pressed her soft body severely, and he raised his hand to cover her eyes in vain.

In the chest cavity, the heart beats violently, and it hurts every once in a while.

He forgot.

He forgets that the big wooden platform is gone.

He never cared about small things like this.

The fierce beast rioted that day, and he felt the direction of the Ten Thousand Demon Pit. Ji Ruxue made the game, he was going to step on it and crush this conspiracy with his own hands. Also, he received news that Futuzi and Yu Yuyan encountered an attack while escorting Ning Qingqing back to the palace and lost contact.

Compared with anything, what is the wooden table behind Yuliyuan? The whole Yuli Garden is gone, so what?

At that time, he had not yet seen her weight in his heart.

On the way to Xiecheng, he coldly thought about what would happen if Ning Qingqing was gone?

At that time, he felt that it was not so good. If she was really gone, he would have no flaws.

If she is dead, and someone else pretends to be her or the goddess of Xiyin, come to grab his bones, then he is really happy.

Destiny is the law of cause and effect. Bodhisattvas fear the cause and ordinary people fear the effect. He observes the various states of this world and overlooks the numerous beings. He has already understood the path of cause and effect, and he knows that if there is a dependent origin, he will definitely respond to that effect.

He will not escape, he will only rise to the adversity, smashing the heavenly destiny with a body of blood and iron bones.

At this moment, his hard body hit her soft cloud.

He faintly understood what a robbery was. What can be crushed forcibly is not called a real calamity.

It’s her.

She is his robbery, no doubt.

His Qing, it is impossible to come back again.

He slowly let go of his hand and let her out of his arms.

Ning Qingqing looked up at him.

She could see clearly when she just fell off the cliff. The big wooden platform is gone, the fracture is very neat and flat, and the arc is slightly inclined to the west. He should have cut it off casually.

He himself had forgotten such a trivial matter.

She was not surprised at all. Her memory tells her that he is a Taoist with the world in mind, and he has never been bothered with these trivial things. This courtyard, the flowers, plants, and all the furnishings in the courtyard are not worthy of his serious attention. Others are in the courtyard, but their minds are tied to the big plans outside.

If not, he would not ignore her continuously for three hundred years.

Xie Wuwang, he is a qualified monarch, a peerless blade for slaying demons and demons, and a foundation stone for guarding the order of the world.

But not a good husband.

She looked at him and blinked slowly.

She didn’t know if she would feel sad when she saw that her favorite big wooden platform was gone.

She only knows that she is not sad to lose herself at this moment, she is just a little sad, and she has lost an opportunity to verify the ‘key’.

Xie Wuzuo said dumbly: “A Qing, don’t be sad.”

At this moment, he seemed to have no intention of concealing a serious injury. His face was pale, his eyes were scarlet, and his breath was full of blood. He smiled very well, but the corners of his delicate lips trembled slightly out of control, and there was an inexplicable end. Desolation.

The kind-hearted mushroom quickly comforted him: “Don’t worry, I’m not sad at all.”

A dark red color filled his eyes.

The long eyes closed slightly, and the smile on the lips faded: “Yeah.”

His breath became much colder, and he raised his hand, drawing her shoulders into his palm.

He led her to the front room, even though he was seriously injured, his posture was still arrogant and strong.

Ning Qingqing carefully rolled her eyes and glanced at him casually.

She is a keen mushroom, and Xie Wuwang at the moment gave her a not-so-good feeling. She could detect that he was a little cold, a little cruel, and a little bit depressed. His condition is very bad, such Xie Wuwang, not only can’t help her, maybe it will become a drag.

She had to wring out the mushroom juice to appease him: “It’s just a wooden platform. If it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. Just build another one.”

Xie Wuwang lowered his head, his handsome face hidden in the shadows, his lips were slightly hooked, and his lip line was slightly curved like a cold jade.

“Yeah.” A nice breath floated out of his chest, a little casual.

“After recovering from the injury, let’s cover it together!” She arched her eyebrows.

Xie Wuwang’s footsteps paused, and his already cold heart beat again and again, beating slowly and heavily.

He seemed to be a little unbelievable. He turned the small half of his face slightly, and his thin lips moved lightly: “What?”

She smiled slyly, like a beautiful little snake lazily.

She stretched out a finger and poked his chest lightly: “You don’t think I’m so stingy, do you? I know when I look at the flame marks on the cliff, it’s because the beast broke the big wooden platform, you Just cut him off. What does it matter? Let’s fix it together!”

In his gradually dull pupils, his eyes moved and became alive. He slowly spoke, his voice calm, but his tail was slightly raised imperceptibly, showing a hint of briskness: “Okay, together. “

While his heart was filled with joy, but there was a burst of sourness that would destroy the liver and intestines and overflowed his internal organs.

The clever Zhu Yeqing is back.

She will no longer trust him wholeheartedly, the moths love him deeply.

She really learned how to make false claims.

This kind of her is worthy of his robbery.

And the warmth that radiated from her body that could not stand the thoughtfulness made him willing to drink poison to quench his thirst.

His broad, hard shoulders trembled slightly, and his chest was sore, he could only smile, and held her tighter.

Ning Qingqing secretly turned his eyes aside, proudly bending into a pair of small crescents.

This guy is so coaxing!

His palm pressed against her shoulders, leading her across the corridor and into the main house.

The doors and windows were not closed, and the neatly placed cups under the windows had broken to the ground. The jade wood pen holder was on the side of the low table, and the pens he had used rolled all over the floor.

She did not know when the small wooden grid where she hid his handwriting was half opened. The paper that she had carefully collected without a trace of wrinkles had been blown away by the wind, leaving only the bottom one, and It was because it got stuck half way on the edge of the wooden lattice when it was blown out by the wind, and it survived.

It was about to be torn in half completely, and the half that exposed the wooden grid was flying in the wind, trying to break free from the shackles.

“Stab—pull—”

Just as Xie Wuwang’s sight fell, the moment his heart hung up, it completely broke in half.

Half of them were picked up by the wind and just floated in front of him.

He grabbed it at his fingertips and looked intently.

In fact, I have a faint feeling in my heart.

He probably remembered which one of her most precious words was.

He doesn’t like to write, and every time she drags him to the side of the pen and ink, he will always grin smirkly and press her onto the paved rice paper, deliberately misinterpreting her meaning. She wanted to open her mouth to protest, and he would immediately block her lips, and when she raised her hand to push him, he would catch her hand and press it on the paper.

On the large rice paper she prepared, there will always be wrinkles that make people blush and heartbeat.

Sometimes he was so bad that he deliberately stained her with ink, and then used her to paint to see her shy and anxious appearance.

She didn’t know that he didn’t really resist writing those words, but he was too understanding of people’s hearts, and too used to using the means of wanting to catch her, which caused her to sink completely.

For three hundred years, she didn’t ask him too much authenticity, so she cherished it very much.

Writing has also become one of the most interesting games between husband and wife.

She took precautions that time, giggling and avoiding him, while acting coquettishly: “If you don’t write, you won’t write! Then you write “No”!”

Next time, she secretly hid the word’no’ under the inkstone, and tricked him into writing a’li’ which means’Li Li Yuan Shang Cao’.

She was going to trick him to finish writing “Never Leave, Never Give Up”, but he saw through it and lost the following.

Inseparable.

Not to leave is also excellent.

She treasured the rice paper at the bottom and used it to press the bottom of the box.

At this moment, ‘No’ was still stuck in the Muge, and Xie Wuwei only held a ‘Li’.

The jagged edges of the paper pierced the fingers and hurt the heart.