Bai Huo's room is simple and monotonous, just like him.
The so-called bed is really just a hard bed board covered with thin sheets, which looks very uncomfortable. The room is relatively empty, and the only furniture is a solid wood cabinet. It can be described as a house with bare walls.
The so-called living room only has a hand-carved wooden sofa.
Su Qingyu couldn't stand it, so she took out the paper beds she burned from the tribute card, and placed one in the bedroom and one in the living room.
"Change the bed to make it more comfortable. Sleep quality is very important. Adequate sleep can ensure that you can clear the dungeon better."
But Bai Huo refused, and he said righteously: "A monk is required to have a pure mind and few desires. For me, material enjoyment from the outside world is an obstacle on the road to cultivation. I pursue inner tranquility and forget both things and myself." .”
"That's it, that's up to you."
Everyone has their own living habits. Although Su Qingyu doesn't understand it, she respects it.
She lay on the soft bed and covered herself with a quilt. Wuxin and Yingluo stood by her bedside, and she slept with a sense of security.
The first night at Monkey God Mountain was quite peaceful.
Wuxin told Su Qingyu that some monkeys were peeping outside the window last night, but Yingluo chased them away.
Yingluo said softly: "Master is tired from climbing, and those monkeys are not strong, so I didn't disturb master's sweet dream. I took care of it myself. I hope master won't be offended."
"You are so considerate, how can I blame you?" Su Qingyu felt that Yingluo was really considerate.
Wuxin didn't say anything. He had some credit for last night, but he didn't take credit.
Bai Huo gets up at five o'clock every morning to meditate.
Su Qingyu's habit is to sleep until eight in the morning without any strange disturbance.
After waking up, Su Qingyu stood up, folded the quilt, and pushed open the window of the room with both hands, letting the fresh wind from the mountain forest blow into the house and take away the heat of the night's breath.
After washing up, Su Qingyu took two bites of steamed buns, padded her stomach, and then went to visit Zhixu Sanren with Bai Huo.
The door to Zixu Sanren's room was closed tightly.
White fire knocked on the wooden door.
"Dong dong dong——"
He shouted: "Master, breakfast is ready. Do you want me to bring it in for you?"
Then, there was only a "bang" sound, like the sound of a chair hitting the door, and Zhixu Sanren's voice came from inside: "Get out! I'm fasting! I won't eat breakfast! My head hurts like crazy now! Anything Don’t disturb my rest!”
The sound was a bit high-pitched and weird.
Something doesn't sound right.
"Master, is your voice hoarse? It's better to ask your disciple to come in and take a look at it for you."
Bai Huo pushed the door a few times and found that it hadn't moved at all.
Su Qingyu glanced at Bai Huo, and after getting his agreement, she said to the door: "I'm sorry."
She raised her straight and slender legs, decisively and elegantly, and kicked directly towards the wooden door. The wooden door made a violent sound and trembled, but did not open.
This time, Su Qingyu used all his strength. If it had been replaced by an ordinary wooden door, a hole would have been broken by now.
But the door in front of me is still strong.
Bai Huo frowned slightly: "Master put a charm in the room, so the door cannot be broken easily."
Su Qingyu took a step back to give Bai Huo room to cast: "Don't you also know how to use spells?"
Bai Huo shook his head gently: "My way is that of Master."
"Your master has a problem. We can only wait for him to come out of the room. Let's search for rules elsewhere first."
Spending time here is a waste of time.
Since there is no way to open the door, Su Qingyu will go elsewhere.
She wouldn't hang from a tree.
In Zhixu Sanren's room, the light was dim, the windows and doors were closed, and all the gaps were covered with yellow charms. Countless vines grew in the room. Those vines seemed to be alive, clinging tightly to the room. On the wall, as the Zhixu San people move, the vines will also move.
Zhixu Sanren was sitting on a bench. Mushrooms were growing on the floor under his feet due to moisture. An ancient bronze mirror was placed in front of him. The bronze mirror could only reflect a blurry shadow. Even if you look carefully, you can see something. The shadow in the bronze mirror is not a human being, but a monkey covered with black fur.
The monkey in the mirror spoke.
"Your apprentice is back... Ka Ka Ka... He is back to destroy you."
"Shut up!" Zhixu Sanren kept beating the table. He covered his head, his face twisted and full of pain. "You are a monkey, and monkeys can't talk!"
"Can I talk? Can't you hear me? Didn't you discover that monkeys can talk many years ago?
You want to escape, but where can you escape to?
Do you think you can atone for your sins by adopting a baby?
The disciple you adopted came back to collect debts. Don’t you know the principle of teaching a disciple to starve his master to death? Your apprentice will surpass you... Ka Ka Ka... He must be coming back because he knows what you did in the past.
He won't forgive you.
Let me tell you a story. In a long-standing legend, the cat was the master of the tiger. The cat taught the tiger many skills. Then one day, the tiger felt that his skills were too great, so he wanted to eat the cat in turn. .
At this time, the cat climbed up the tree. It survived because it saved a trick and did not teach the tiger to climb the tree... Ka Ka Ka... Poor human beings, have you taught you your last skill? apprentice? If you teach him, he will come back to eat you...kakaka..."
Zhixu Sanren's eyes were bloodshot. He broke free from the vines wrapped around his legs, stood up from the bench suddenly, grabbed the bronze mirror, and threw it to the ground.
"My disciple would not treat me like this... My disciple would not treat me like this..." He muttered in confusion.
the other side.
Su Qingyu and Bai Huo are also working together to find the rules.
They searched many places but could not find the rules.
Su Qingyu looked at the stone statue of the Monkey God enshrined on the table, thought for a moment, found a piece of red cloth and covered the head of the stone statue. He muttered "There are believers, there are no believers", and then he lifted the statue.
A note fell out from the bottom of the statue.
Su Qingyu picked up the note.
Open it and take a look.
Just the rules they were looking for.
