"Where's the one who touched my shoulder just now?"
Looking at Li Zijin's sharp gaze, Guangshu knew that he was in the wrong, so he nodded and admitted.
"Stinky monk, huh! Don't even think about taking a sip of this fish soup."
After saying this, she released her hands holding Guang Shu's arms, gestured to pick up the fish soup, and drank it herself.
Guang Shu quickly stepped forward and stopped her:
"I was wrong. This story doesn't count. I'll tell it again."
The saint shook her head vigorously and replied:
"I don't want to hear your stories today."
It obviously left a big psychological shadow on her.
Guangshu had no choice but to continue to apologize repeatedly, with a correct and positive attitude, and promised not to do it again. It's all worth it for the fish soup.
But no matter what he promised, Li Zijin didn't reply.
In fact, she was still trembling in her heart. So what if she knew the truth. Recalling the story Guang Shu had just told, she was still extremely scared. Even at this time, she still had one hand holding a corner of Guang Shu's clothes.
Guangshu also noticed that she was acting strange at this moment. Guangshu saw that she was still scared and couldn't help but be very confused.
Forget about the past life, after all, no one has been able to discover real ghosts, and quite a few people are afraid of mysterious and unknown things.
But in the world of immortals and Buddhas, ghosts are just soul bodies after all. After reaching the Heshen realm, one can even separate the soul body by oneself.
Even if the physical body is destroyed, even though it will be seriously injured, the soul body can still slowly rebuild the physical body.
Moreover, he had also heard that some sects even abandoned the physical body and started practicing directly from the soul body.
Although I don’t know how they managed to survive in this way without reaching the Heshen realm.
He, an outsider, knew all these things. It was impossible for Li Zijin not to know how he could frighten her like this.
But since it was a good deed done by oneself, one still has to take responsibility.
He quietly activated his fire-based skills to emit some heat. Although it was actually quite warm by the source pool, seeing the saint's slightly trembling body, he felt that it was necessary to do this.
Psychology and physiology are actually interconnected. Warming up the body can also have an effect on the psychological starting point. I don’t know how much.
Guangshu asked in as concerned a tone as possible:
"Zijin, are you feeling better?"
However, the saint still replied angrily:
"Don't talk to me, stinky monk."
It's good now. His title has been downgraded again. He hates it when others call him a smelly monk. He said angrily:
"Then I'll go back to the house and rest first. You can continue to meditate."
After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave. When he saw that she didn't reply, he really left.
However, the saint's hand did not let go, and just like that, the two of them walked towards the wooden house that Guang Shu had built before.
After walking into the house, the saint still didn't let go of her hand.
"I'm going to sleep, do you want to sleep here too?" Guang Shu's tone was no longer polite as he wanted her to retreat.
Who would have thought that she would say coyly:
"Isn't your bed quite big..." Knowing that she had said something strange, she quickly reacted:
"No, I mean this room can accommodate two people, why do you have to let me out?"
It seems that the picture is getting darker and darker. Li Zijin's head is still full of the previous scenes, and he can't turn around.
"I don't care, all I can think about now is that grimace. What to do, you have to be responsible!"
She just didn't want to admit the fact that she was still afraid. In fact, her slightly trembling body had long been exposed.
Also afraid that exposing her background would make her angry again, Guang Shuming did not mention it again, but asked directly:
"Then what do you want me to do?"
After thinking for a while, the saint came up with a good idea:
"You sit at the door while I meditate inside. You have to answer when I call you, so that I won't be afraid of ghosts."
Finally admitting the fact that he was afraid, Guangshu nodded in agreement without saying anything more.
After a while, Li Zijin fell asleep lying on the wooden bed.
It was supposed to be meditating, but the bed was filled with the scent of Guangshu. Not only did it not make her feel disgusted, but she felt extremely relieved. Looking at him guarding the door, my eyes closed unconsciously.
A series of things today really made her exhausted. Not only was my body exhausted from catching fish, but my mind was also going through a lot of ups and downs.
Guangshu also quickly noticed her gradually calming breathing. Looking back, he saw that she was indeed asleep.
Approaching the bed, he took out a clean quilt and slowly covered her with it.
Looking at Li Zijin's beautiful sleeping face, he couldn't help but sigh:
Although she is quite cute when she is angry, it makes people want to continue to bully her. But she is most sweet and sweet when she is quiet. Queen Mother Xi also raised her hands and feet to express her approval.
Then, he sighed slightly again.
With all the saint's actions in the past few days, even a dull-minded person like him could understand her thoughts towards him.
It can even be said that there has been some suspicion for a long time, but it is just because there is always a person in my heart - Yaoling Bodhisattva, that I have been deceiving my heart and unwilling to admit it.
I feel a little distressed, but actually I am more happy. It seems that I still have some charm.
However, as a modern man, he wanted to continue pretending to be stupid and refuse this intention. There is still a relationship waiting for him that has not yet begun, so how can it cause trouble at this moment?
Is this really the case? In fact, he hadn't quite figured out his feelings for Zijin yet. Just when he was in deep thought, a hurried shout interrupted him.
"There is a ghost, Master, please save me! Master, where are you?"
Have a nightmare? Guangshu decided to wake her up directly.
But Li Zijin’s next words interrupted his movements:
"Guang Shu, are you there? Come and save me, I'm afraid..." With a burst of tears, she stretched out her hand to look for someone.
Guangshu quickly held Rouyi, who was flailing around in panic. She seemed to sense that the person she was looking forward to was next to her, and gradually calmed down.
Guang Shu also put his hand on her chest, as if this was the only way to feel the warmth of that person.
There was no sign of waking up, but she was still asking softly:
"Are you there? Guangshu."
"I'm here, always."
After getting the answer he wanted, Li Zijin finally calmed down completely. But it was difficult for Guangshu to pull out the right hand that was placed on her chest.
If she applied too much force, she would definitely wake up, and she might not be able to wash her away even if she jumped into the source pond.
Since you can't resist, you can only enjoy it!
But now, there is one most important thing that cannot be forgotten.
Looking at the nine-colored divine fish soup that the saint had put aside, luckily there was still one hand that could be used.
After a few slurping mouthfuls, the whole pot of fish soup went into his stomach. In an instant, he felt something was wrong. It was bad. I mistook the sugar for salt and added too much!
How could he even make such a low-level mistake? He didn't even have time to regret that he wasted this magical fish.
Suddenly he recalled her satisfied expression when she fed it to Li Zijin, and she responded happily that it was delicious.
Is she stupid? No, I'm stupid, I can't even see such poor acting skills.
Instead of thinking about how to take out his hand and leave, Guang Shu tightened his grip on Li Zijin's soft skin.
I feel like I don’t want to let go!
