Chu Wushuang was too tired to walk.
Chen Mo was too embarrassed to ask why, so he walked in front of her silently, knelt down and carried her on his back.
Her muscles and bones were very light, as if they had no weight. Chen Mo walked with a normal expression on his face, carrying her to the royal garden of the palace.
Being surrounded by flowers and grass is far better than staying in a cold palace, and you can also chat about the future.
With his cultivation in the foundation building stage, it was very easy for him to cast a few spells without being seen by the palace guards, so no one disturbed him. It was rare for the two of them to enjoy this quiet time.
Chu Wushuang hugged Chen Mo's neck tightly and said quietly: "Compared with other female cultivators, who is lighter?"
"I can't carry anyone else, so you are the lightest."
"Then if one day I get old, will you abandon me?"
"I want to grow old with you."
"But...I am already thirty-five years old."
"Don't worry, I will only be with you."
"That's not necessarily true. In terms of appearance, I am no longer a match for a seventeen-year-old girl. In terms of personality, I don't look at other people's faces. I may make you angry in the future. If one day..."
"I mean what if...you get bored?"
"No, I can guarantee it."
"I don't want you to swear. Besides, you never asked me to."
"That's different..."
"Why is it different?"
"Because I believe you."
...
In Chen Mo's impression, feelings are beautiful, just like a sunny afternoon. As long as they are taken seriously, there will be no conflicts between two people.
But this time he was wrong, and it was natural for him to think so.
Not every day can be sunny and sunny, but there will also be the silent spring rain that moistens everything, pouring down, watering deep in his heart, making him feel a sense of guilt inexplicably.
Chen Mo felt a few drops of warm liquid on his back. He realized that he had said the wrong thing. He said he believed her, but on the contrary, wasn't he implying that she didn't believe him?
Chen Mo put herself in her shoes and understood her very well. Her mother passed away, her father was killed, and her relationship with her brothers was not deep. She had almost no relatives left. She has been dependent on her master in the world of cultivation since she was a child. A woman like her is destined to be insecure.
But understanding does not mean that you have to swear an oath for everything. Chen Mo knows very well that if you promise too much, there will always be one or two things that you cannot do. Do you have to lie? What is the essence of an oath?
So when the heart of a promise is calm, it loses its ability to bind.
The pavilion is in the center of the garden, with an aisle surrounded by white jade railings, and fish are playing in the pool below.
There were no guards here, and the two of them were speechless along the way. Chen Mo put Chu Wushuang down, and the two of them sat on the stone bench of the pavilion.
Chu Wushuang bit her lip and reached out little by little. When she saw that Chen Mo didn't dodge, she felt a little more at ease and held his hand, whispering:
"...Are you angry?"
Chen Mo laughed dumbly: "How could that happen?"
Chu Wushuang said disappointedly: "You must be annoying me, right?"
Chen Mo asked: "Why do you think so?"
"Because I always make you promise and swear to me, and you still apologize to me and comfort me..."
Chen Mo didn't wait for her to finish speaking, then stood up and hugged her from behind and said, "Stop thinking so wildly."
"But I really don't know what to say..." Chu Wushuang turned around and looked at him with a pitiful expression: "I'm sorry Chen Mo, I made you angry again!"
Maybe she didn't mean it, but as soon as these words came out, Chen Mo's emotions were on the verge of collapse. A feeling of despair that he couldn't be beaten or scolded suddenly came to his heart.
If Chen Mo is just a person who cares about his body but not his mind, there is no need to be so entangled, why should he care about what she thinks? It was precisely because he wanted to have his cake and eat it too that he ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
This was an unanswerable question. Without saying a word, he acquiesced that Chu Wushuang's guess was completely correct. Chen Mo blamed her for being messy.
To say that he was not angry seemed to her like a stubborn sophistry. He said he wasn't angry, but suppressed his temper and accommodated her.
The question is not how Chen Mo should answer. She is such a sensitive woman, what should she do?
Chen Mo looked at Chu Wushuang's face and suddenly thought of another woman, "If it were her, she wouldn't ask these things... Hmm! It seems like?"
Chen Mo suddenly thought of a certain detail, and a flash of inspiration flashed through him, and he knew how to deal with it.
Under Chu Wushuang's expectant gaze, Chen Mo summoned something from his storage bag, which was an ordinary silver hairpin.
Chen Mo answered the question and said: "This hairpin was left to me by my mother. She said that when she has a sweetheart in the future, she will put it on her head. Wushuang, don't you want my promise? Then my mother Are you willing to accept my promise?"
Lying was something Chen Mo had no choice but to do. He was really forced to do nothing.
He and Lin Yuqin bought this hairpin for five taels of silver in a secular town outside Fuyun Sect before they built the foundation, in order to give it to Chu Wushuang as a gift.
He still clearly remembered that Lin Yuqin was disappointed for a while.
Chu Wushuang never thought that Chen Mo would say that. She took the silver hairpin and touched it in a daze. It was an ordinary secular thing, with fine workmanship and the carved patterns on it were probably very elegant.
Chu Wushuang held back the surprise in her heart, and all the previous negative emotions were forgotten in her mind.
She asked as calmly as possible: "Chen Mo, do you really want to give it to me?"
"Well, as long as you stop asking those questions."
Chen Mo patted her head and said, "Now you have the power of life and death. If you don't like me any day, just give me this hairpin back."
"What else can I do for you?" Chu Wushuang asked warily.
Chen Mo said seriously: "Of course I'm giving it to someone else."
"You finally spoke your mind!" Chu Wushuang pretended to beat him, and said angrily: "Already have a suitable candidate in mind?"
Chen Mo said: "It's you."
"No, give it back to you!" Even though he said this, Chu Wushuang still took the hairpin into his arms.
Chu Wushuang held her chin with both hands and propped her elbows on the table: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's talk about what we should do next." She looked at Chen Mo expectantly.
"Go back to the General's Mansion to say goodbye to your family first, and then go to pay homage to our father. What do you think?"
"Okay, that's what I think too, but what happens next?"
"Then......"
Chen Mo didn't know whether he should say it out loud, but that was a problem the two of them had to face in the future. No matter how they avoided it, it was there, so it was better to just say it outright.
"Then what?"
"Then we go back to Xianyun Valley and report the truth to Senior Lin. You accompany me to meet someone, and I explain to her the reason why we can't go. Then we go back to Fuyun Sect."
"Who are you going to see?"
Chu Wushuang instantly caught the question that Chen Mo wanted to escape from. He could only answer briefly: "A fellow disciple."
"Male or female?" "Is this important?" "I just want to know!" Chu Wushuang looked at him, and the suspicious look in his eyes made Chen Mo feel a little uneasy: "Are you feeling guilty?"
"Stop joking!" Chen Mo said pretending to be serious.
"She's a woman! She's pretty, isn't she?"
Chen Mo explained helplessly: "If I don't tell you, I'm afraid you'll misunderstand me. If I tell you, you'll think too much. So what do you want me to do?"
Chu Wushuang saw that Chen Mo was about to get angry, so she immediately lost her temper and comforted him: "Okay, okay, don't be angry. I'm just curious about what you and she are going to say?"
"The world of cultivation is constantly at war. A real person in the Nascent Soul stage planned a trial. Each sect can send several monks in the Foundation Establishment stage to receive their training and prepare for the future war between good and evil... "
Chu Wushuang said: "Then you and she have both signed up?"
Chen Mo always felt that there was something in her words, so he said seriously: "Not only her and me, but also many people from Fuyun Sect participated. Besides, it is not a leisurely place. According to the leader, the training there is extremely cruel. Among the ten people Nine people have to die, you don’t think you’re going on a sightseeing tour, do you?”
Chu Wushuang said in surprise: "It's so dangerous and you still go?"
Chen Mo said angrily: "Otherwise, how do you think I built my foundation? Only by enduring hardships that others cannot endure and doing things that others dare not do can I advance further in my practice."
Chu Wushuang was silent for a while, and then said, "You have suffered."
"But with you, it's impossible for me to take risks." Chen Mo waved his hand: "I told her that I changed my mind temporarily. As for scolding me or asking for compensation, I will give it to her. Deal with her, We will go back to Fuyun Sect to visit the church and get married first, and I will try to make you a foundation-building monk within ten years."
Chen Mo has already thought about it. If he is really with Chu Wushuang, he can only choose the path paved by the leader. Otherwise, where will he get the resources to provide a Qi Refining cultivator with the safest possible breakthrough to the building? Basic realm?
Ten years later, ordinary sect elders would not dare to promise easily, but Chen Mo dared to say this, but what he gave up behind this, I think only Chen Mo knew clearly.
Chu Wushuang didn't show much surprise, he just said "oh" and then asked: "What should I do, my master?"
Chen Mo thought for a while and said: "Originally, the leader strictly prohibited me from spreading the word about this matter, and I couldn't talk about it without even a single word. Maybe I will be the next leader of Fuyun Sect, and then I will arrange for Senior Lin to hang up. Elder Keqing's reputation is still within reach, and he can receive the sect's salary without having to bear corresponding responsibilities for the sect."
"What about me?" Chu Wushuang asked.
Chen Mo had obviously considered this issue and said directly: "There is a master in Fuyun Sect who is pretty good at alchemy. If you are interested, you can learn from her. If you don't want to cause trouble, you can do whatever you want in the sect. As long as If I am still alive, you will never have to worry about cultivation problems."
Chen Mo himself has a bottleneck in his cultivation and will never be able to break through to the elixir formation stage in his life. Even so, he still has a long lifespan, and it will not be a problem for him to be a Taoist companion with Chu Wushuang for more than a hundred years.
After a hundred years, dying calmly will be an insignificant matter.
"When you become the leader, do you lose your freedom?"
Faced with such an inquiry, Chen Mo pondered for a while and then slowly said: "When you get what you want, you will always lose something."
Chu Wushuang stood up, her eyes were a little melancholy, and she was silent for a while, and she said, "Well, it's not bad."
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