Faith is supreme

Chapter 42

I stood stupidly by the door for a long time.Liu Yin moved half of his numb body, and finally remembered that he still had to go shopping, thinking about it in the morning was enough, and he still had classes in the afternoon.As he thought about it, Yufeng left Changliu directly.

Mo Yan was sitting in the study with a booklet, but he didn't want to read it anyway, his head was a mess like a mess.In a fit of anger, he threw the booklet away, and leaned weakly on the back of the chair to rub the space between his brows.In the end, he sighed deeply, picked up the rice paper by the table, and then picked up a suitable pen to polish it, but when he was about to write, he just stood there, his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything.

"Click", the ink fell down the tip of the pen, leaving a big ink dot on the white paper.Mo Yan went black, grabbed the paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground with a "crack".

Luo Shiyi, who was about to come to pay his respects outside, saw it and concluded that the master was in a very bad mood today, and he had to be careful in serving him.

"Master." Luoshi entered the door and saluted.

Mo Yan looked up at him: "Well, get up."

"Yes."

"You're going out tomorrow, are you all ready?" Mo Yan was struggling, and he didn't forget to ask about eleven.

"It's all ready." Luo Shi replied politely, and Mo Yan didn't say a word when he asked why he returned to the teacher's school.

"Okay, you go down." Mo Yan continued to look at the still white rice paper with a headache.

Luo Shiyi replied very cheerfully: "Yes. Disciple resigns."

On the eleventh day, he walked out neatly, but Mo Yan suddenly remembered, "Wait a minute."

Luo Shili's footsteps froze, and he turned around respectfully, but he secretly cried out in his heart, begging Master not to get angry at him.

Mo Yan put down his pen and said, "Go get some paint."

"Ah?" Luo Shiyi didn't realize it all at once, what do you want paint for?But the next moment he responded immediately: "Yes, disciple will go now." Then he saluted and ran away.

Mo Yan looked at the neat paper in front of him, and continued to think hard.What do you think he is going to do?He is trying to coax a person.Even though he doesn't know if doing so can coax him well.

When Liuyin came back, Mo Yan went to look for Sheng Xiaomo again.Liu Yin looked at the empty study room, lowered his head and put the things on the desk, then turned and left without even looking at it.

Luo Shiyi will lead a team to practice tomorrow, Liu Yin went to the Medicine Pavilion after class, packed up all the pills and powders that were not prepared two days ago, and sent them to Luo Shiyi.It is Xu time (21:[-] to [-]:[-]) when everything is done.Liuyin passed by Moyan's study room, and the bright light of the glazed lamp shone on Liuyin through the window paper.Liuyin stood outside the fixed door, about to push open the carved wooden door, but finally Liuyin bent her fingers, turned around and walked away quickly.

He doesn't want to see him, why should he bother him.Liu Yin swallowed the bitterness in his mouth.

As soon as Luo Shiyi went to bed and prepared to recharge his batteries for tomorrow, he was woken up by knocks on the door, who was depressed in the middle of the night?Luo Shiyi raised his head and looked at Tang Bao first, and saw Tang Bao rolled over in the small bed on the side and continued to sleep soundly.

Falling Eleven exhaled.Hearing a soft shout from outside: "Eleven."

It's Brother Liuyin.Falling Eleven was a bit depressed at first, but when he heard Liu Yin, he thought something was wrong, got out of bed and went to open the door.

"Zhi Ya" the door opened in response, Liu Yin took a step back, saw Shi Yi was wearing an inner coat, and said embarrassedly: "It's late at night to disturb you."

"It's all right, brother, is there something else to do?" Luo Shiyi knew that Liu Yin must have something to say now when he came here at this time, so he didn't care much about it.asked with a smile.

Liu Yin was a little embarrassed, and put the end plate in Luo Shiyi's hand: "I, the light in Master's study is still on, can you go and take a look for me, and say something, let him go to bed early .We don’t say that the light should be on until tomorrow.”

"Huh?" Luo Shiyi looked at the things in his hand, it was obviously better for Liu Yin to talk about this kind of thing.he goes?

"Excuse me." Seeing that Luo Shiyi was puzzled, Liu Yin couldn't explain it, and said something with difficulty hiding his disappointment.Turned around and left.

Luo Shiyi looked at the things in his hands and Liu Yin's back.Swallowing the question in his mouth, he obediently arranged for him to deliver tea.For such a job as persuading the master, if he says ten words, it may not be effective for the brother to say one sentence, but the master should be able to listen for the sake of this cup of tea.

Luo Shiyi carefully knocked on the door of the study with a cup of tea, feeling a little uneasy.Even he could see that the master and the senior brother had conflicts these days, and seeing the senior brother's appearance, he felt that the situation was a bit serious.

Liu Yin hid outside the study, saw Luo Shiba bring tea in, and came out after a while, and the light in the study finally went out.He stood there for a while feeling lost, his clothes were wet with the dew at night and it was a bit cold.

He shivered, wiped his wet face, waited for a ray of morning light to shine into the Greedy Hall, and hurried back to his room to change his clothes.Then I went to the Twelve Side Hall, and Luo Shi led the team. Liu Yin made up the classes he missed, and he was busy enough for this month.

After finishing the errands in the afternoon, Liuyin only felt back pain and dizziness.Walking on the road in a daze, he saw another flower in front of him, and was almost knocked into a Changsha Luoyan style wrestling by a disciple who jumped out of the corner.Fortunately, Liuyin quickly grabbed the tree trunk on one side.

But that disciple didn't have such good luck, he fell hard on his buttocks.The thing in the hand also flew out in a parabola. "Slap" fell to the ground.

"Ouch! Who is it!" the disciple yelled before he got up, and Liu Yin frowned slightly.Whose family is this? It's rampant, there are no rules, and there is no etiquette at all.

Liu Yin ignored his yelling, walked to see that the thing that flew out was a long black lacquered wooden box, the box was exquisitely carved, but it was thrown too hard, and the things inside rolled out.A scroll?Liu Yin picked it up casually, but she didn't expect that the painting was not fastened properly, and the scroll "hula la" fell apart, Liu Yin was stunned.

Fang Shi finally got up with all his hands and feet, and saw that the person who bumped into him was holding a framed painting brought by the World-Honored One. He was so frightened that half of his soul lost his mind, and he rushed over to grab it.

"You, what are you doing? This is the painting of the World Honored One, you are dying? Give it back to me!"

What is Fang Shi's speed, and what is Liu Yin's speed? Of course, Liu Yin just turned around and dodged.

"Who do you think this belongs to?" The voice was murmuring, like a stream flowing.

Fang Zhi looked back and was instantly dumb.

Liu Yin glanced at him and shook his head, showing the airs of a long-term student.Slowly taking the scroll back, Juan said: "Take what belongs to the master and go on a rampage. There are no rules and no etiquette. Which family do you belong to? You are the first to say that I don't want to die?"

Fang Shi knelt down as soon as his legs gave way. He is the 120th disciple of the ninth generation. "Disciple, disciple..."

Liu Yin looked at him trembling, and even shook her head lazily.He picked up the box on the ground and wiped it clean, then carefully put the picture scroll in and closed it, and handed it to Fang Shi on the ground, saying: "I'm going to pretend that what happened today didn't happen, so you just forget about it and send it to the master." , Don’t tell others that you met me.”

"Yes, yes." Fang Shi took the box with both hands and answered quickly.

Liu Yin bypassed him and walked away, feeling that every step she took was light and light, and it was unreal to step on the ground.The painting is exquisite, beautiful and harmonious in color.Long clouds float in the sky, and the soft sunlight pours down through the gaps in the leaves, leaving mottled spots of light.

That scene is the Temple of Greed, and the person leaning against the tree, lowering his eyebrows, and blowing the leaves leisurely with his lips raised, is——him.

Liu Yin suddenly lost his strength.He supported the trunk and slid to the ground.The painting was unlike any he had seen before.The strokes that should have been sharp were soft and without edges.The color that should have been cold and harsh, but vividly portrayed the warmth and leisure of that day.Liu Yin didn't even remember that day, but when he looked at the painting, he suddenly thought of the cloudless and breezy day, and the scent of camphor trees brought by the wind in his nose.

From the perspective of the painting, Master saw him in the corridor on one side, and he didn't even know that he was standing there at that time.Liu Yin felt uncomfortable, his heart hurt like being drenched in unfeeling pool water, he even felt that he heard the "sizzling" sound of flesh and blood being corroded.Why let him see it?

What does it matter if he sees it.Master, what on earth are you doing this for!While hiding from me, I did this again.You have no idea why I asked you for a painting in the first place.You have no idea why I am so happy to see a portrait of you in the book.You don't even know what that means to me.

You don't understand when I don't tell you, but I have already told you clearly, why, you still don't understand?Whether it is pain or love, even letting go is my wishful thinking?What is it to you?What do you want to do with a painting?Exchange that pen?Or simply feel sorry?

you are wrong!What I want is never a picture of you, but your heart.The mood when you paint, the mood when you paint me.What are you spending on this painting for?In front of me who likes you, giving him his favorite toys and favorite snacks like coaxing a tantrum child, what is this?

Liu Yin kept thinking, when his Qi and blood flowed backwards, a bloody smell suddenly gushed out of his throat, he hurriedly covered it with his hands, before he had time to forcefully swallow the scorching blood back, he coughed suddenly.Blood sprayed like an arrow off the string into the palm of his hand, and then leaked from between his fingers. The light blue clothes were splashed with blood.

Liu Yin stared blankly, his eyes suddenly lost their luster.I just felt that some hot liquid wet my face, and the world in front of me was blurred.

Lu Chanxue stood in the corner in a daze, watching the person in her heart who was always smiling calmly sitting there paralyzed like a lost soul, tears streaming down her face.She wanted to go over and at least give him a handkerchief.But looking at the person who died of color, seeing the bright red eyes hurting, his feet seemed not nailed in place, and he couldn't move a step.She could only stare blankly at that person sitting there stupidly, waiting for the sun to set before returning to her soul, trembling and standing up while supporting the tree trunk, slowly disappearing from her sight.

She watched the person walk away, and finally lost her strength and fell to the ground.She came here to look for things. Few people came to this place. She accidentally dropped something when she passed by once. When she came back to look for it, she saw this scene.She suddenly felt that it really didn't matter if the veil was found or not.

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