The sky became completely dark.
After the two of them left the room, Chen Mo put away his master's relics, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and let go of all thoughts, deceiving himself into thinking that he could fall asleep quickly.
The result was naturally obvious. Before the hour passed, Chen Mo woke up three times, half asleep, half drunk, and in a daze, like catkins floating in the wind, and like rootless duckweed following the river. Toward exile.....
The fourth time Chen Mo opened his eyes, he was woken up by the cold. He curled up and his limbs were cold. The night wind was blowing outside the window, and from time to time there were the sounds of wild dogs. It was hard to imagine that the Foundation Establishment monks were like this too. In times of embarrassment.
Chen Mo pushed himself up and walked to the table, poured himself a glass of water and put it into his throat. It felt as cold as his body.
"To say it, or not to say it?"
He asked himself over and over again. Chen Mo only felt restless, uneasy, and nervous...but he didn't have the answer he ultimately wanted.
"Even if I say it, will it definitely succeed? If it does succeed, how should I arrange her? Lin Yuling is a thorny problem. She will not let herself be manipulated, and Chu Wushuang can't live without her. Master..."
"If it doesn't succeed, what kind of unsuccessful method will it be?" Chen Mo didn't dare to think about it, just as he didn't dare to guess about Chu Wushuang's death.
"How about...just forget it?"
Chen Mo was caught in a dilemma. It was impossible to give up. So it was a complete joke for him to refuse what Lin Yuqin said. He had the final say at this critical moment. How would he face her in the future?
At dawn, when Chu Wushuang set off, Chen Mo deduced that it was not difficult to see the trajectory of the two people's movements. After today, they would never see each other again.
Chen Mo didn't know if Chu Wushuang was as entangled as him, or if she had already fallen asleep and entered dreamland: there was a handsome young man who matched her, who could accompany her to laugh, play, and practice together, and the two of them grew old together. .....
Snap!
Chen Mo silently crushed the cup into pieces, and the remaining porcelain fragments splashed onto the ground, which was particularly crisp.
He is not great enough to have the courage to bless her life. His liking is selfish, and Chen Mo is even more paranoid.
Just like he couldn't accept Lin Yuqin, she could do it regardless of who came first, but she must be polite and honest.
Chen Mo knew very well that it was impossible for a thin-skinned girl to come to him, so he came up with two ideas before dawn:
The first is to express your feelings in letters after she leaves. The advantage of this is that you can pierce the window paper, you will not know her thoughts, and it can also avoid the embarrassment of meeting.
The shortcomings are also obvious. Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, this will be a one-way letter. Chen Mo will not receive her reply again, nor will he meet her again. It is said to be a letter, but actually it is more reasonable to call it a notification. .
The second way is to find an opportunity to ask her out to chat alone. It won't take too long. Chen Mo thought: "Half an hour is enough. If it doesn't work, then don't. If it works, we can discuss things after we get together."
For the sake of Chu Wushuang, Chen Mo could give up the opportunity to become stronger on the Demonic Island. He could also reject Lin Yuqin ruthlessly, leaving her completely disappointed. He could also stagnate in the foundation building period in this life and not strive for the infinite possibilities of cultivation.
But the only thing he couldn't accept was becoming a casual cultivator, spending all day traveling around and not caring about worldly affairs in order to become stronger.
Although the life of Taoist companions is very leisurely, it is not the life Chen Mo wants. His desire for advancement is definitely not something Chu Wushuang can stop. If that time comes, Chen Mo also knows it in his heart and sheds tears. Saying goodbye may be the best ending for two people.
"Floating Cloud Sect... there is still a candidate for the position of leader. With my talents, it is not a problem to seek no merit but no fault. I was so harmed by Meng Qianqiu that I can't form an elixir, so that doesn't matter... ...As long as I can make Chu Wushuang break through to the foundation building stage, I will have fulfilled my wish."
"If we are both foundation-building monks, we can be together for at least hundreds of years. Senior Lin can give her a guest elder to do it without being restricted. Chu Wushuang can accompany her to explore, but Fuyun Sect... ..has to be our home.”
Chen Mo thought over it again in his mind. This was his bottom line. If he didn't want to make progress, he could focus on the affairs of the sect, but that was the limit.
If liking someone is based on hurting yourself, then Chen Mo will never make any formal concessions.
"Haha... In the past, I always sought defeat before winning, but this time it's the other way around."
Chen Mo was talking to himself in a self-deprecating way, and suddenly felt an extremely weird and absurd situation: more than ten hours ago, he was crying over the death of his master, and now he was actually discussing the topic of love between children.
There is no way, who told these two things to come together?
It was completely bright.
The early morning sunlight shone into the room, and Chen Mo's body suddenly felt much more relaxed. He opened the door and saw a homing pigeon sitting on the grinding plate in the yard eating rice. Chu Wushuang and Lin Yuling's room was quiet: " Did someone send a letter?" Chen Mo was very confused.
"But how can anyone in the world of cultivation use flying pigeons to deliver messages?"
The more Chen Mo thought about it, the weirder he felt, but this matter was not within his scope of consideration, so he ignored it. Chen Mo knocked on the door. What he was most afraid of was that the two people left early, so he said: "Senior Lin, are you there?"
"Chen Mo, you came just in time...come in."
This was Lin Yuling's haggard voice.
Chen Mo was certain in his mind and pushed the door open. Lin Yuling was the only one in the room. Chu Wushuang didn't know where he went.
Lin Yuling saw that Chen Mo wanted to ask, so she said in advance: "Wushuang was sent away by me, you take this opportunity to read this letter."
Chen Mo doubtfully took the letter he took out from Lin Yuling's sleeve. There were only a few short sentences written on it:
"Chu Chengfeng was attacked! He was shot with twenty-nine arrows and died! The Emperor of Chu was seriously ill, and the chaos of the five sons' inheritance was beginning to appear. The capital of the Chu Kingdom was in danger! I respectfully ask the Immortal Master to come to the rescue!!!"
Just seeing the word Chu, Chen Mo realized that something was wrong. Not everyone in the Chu country could mess up the surname Chu. When he thought about why Lin Yuling sent Chu Wushuang away, the answer was already obvious.
Chen Mo said in surprise: "Chu Chengfeng is..."
Lin Yuling nodded tiredly: "It's her biological father."
"In the early years, Emperor Chu was kind to my descendants, and thus formed such an immortal relationship. Now that he is in danger, it is not an exaggeration to send a letter asking for help, but..."
Chen Mo knew what Lin Yuling wanted to say. Sun Xing had just left. She had been exhausted mentally and physically in the past few months and no longer wanted to go out of her way to help.
"...Chen Mo, have you been busy lately?"
Just as he was thinking a thousand times, Lin Yuling suddenly said these words.
Chen Mo's heart tightened and he quickly said: "Keeping filial piety for master is the most important thing for a junior."
"As long as you have this filial piety, don't stick to the formality. If you agree, I will show my face and ask you to accompany Wu Shuang back to the capital to resolve this matter."
Just when Chen Mo was about to subconsciously refuse, Lin Yuling continued: "Chen Mo, don't refuse in a hurry. Listen to what I have to say. I am old, but I am by no means blind, nor am I an old fool. What do you think of Wushuang? We old guys all see it, this is...an opportunity given to you by God."
"Wushuang can't go back on her own. Her temper will only cause chaos. No one can afford the consequences of disrupting order in the secular world. Besides, her cultivation level is not very high. She is just refining Qi."
"You are different. Your cultivation in the early stage of foundation building is enough to handle things in the secular world. Moreover, you are steady and flexible in your work. With you taking care of Wu Shuang, I can feel more at ease." Lin Yuling said earnestly. .
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