Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yuhu glanced at the burning candle on the table, thinking that he would still stay up to date according to the customs of the world, so he did not extinguish it.

He lay down.

There was a long distance between the two, and no one deliberately approached each other.

Not sleepy for the time being, Heng Yu stared at the blue tent in a daze. After a while, she asked, "I don't seem to ask you what you have done in the sealed field over the years."

"I am writing a Buddhist scripture by myself and trying to create a new practice method. Now I have made some initial progress."

Heng Yu suddenly became curious and asked carefully about the power of his practice.

"This technique is actually a bit strange." After realizing it, Tan Xing said, "Although it has only made initial progress, urging this technique first and then practicing can help you sense the existence of Buddha's path more smoothly. This is particularly helpful for the practice of Buddhist practice, but the technique has not been perfect yet. It is currently only spread in a small area in the sect, and will be slowly promoted after further improvement."

Heng Yu thought about it: "This is equivalent to an accelerator."

accelerator?

Knowing the meaning of literally, he nodded and said, "It's true."

"How did you come up with this technique?"

"I have innate Buddha bones and have been intimate with Buddhism and Taoism since I was a child. Later, I chatted with Laoyao once. I heard that he was only able to sense the existence of Buddhism and Taoism when he was sixteen years old. At that time, I became interested and would check relevant information from time to time. It was not until recent years that I found some ideas."

Heng Yu tskated down.

Qualifications are really more annoying than people.

"So what else did?"

Dawu pondered and said, "Is it counting to restore the environment of the sealed area?"

Seal Land had infinite vitality back then, but it was only after being soaked with evil spirits and the blood of Buddhist practices for too long that the vitality would be gone. He has been trying to restore the environment here.

"I see there is no change around me?"

A smile appeared in Yuwu's eyes: "That small lake is the result of my monk and my junior brothers." After a pause, he added, "As for the others, we can only take it slowly, and it may take thousands of years to recover."

Heng Yu said: "The northwest was originally a piece of yellow sand. Buddhist disciples spent tens of thousands of years successfully transforming it into an endless forest. Thinking about it this way, thousands of years are not long."

Jiuzuo picked a lot of things to tell her.

Although he was silent in this seal, he did much more things than he did in the sect in the past. Relying on the Buddhist scriptures and practices he wrote, the merit power he gained was even higher than the fate of preaching outside.

"I occasionally enter the depths of the sealed land. While repairing the formation, I will also try my best to restrain my bones for the elders who sacrificed themselves." said Yu.

These retracted bones were not sent back to the sect, but were buried near the Buddhist temple.

When they were born, they died to resist evil spirits, and their obsessions had already been integrated into this place. I think they also hope to sleep here forever.

"Will you feel uncomfortable when you enter the depths?" Heng Yu asked hurriedly.

The two chatted for a long time until the candle burned to the end, until the dawn began to dawn, and Yuhu raised his hand to press the corner of the quilt for her, and said warmly: "Go to sleep."

Before Heng Yu could respond, he pressed his voice and said, "I miss you very much in the past few years."

In the sealed field, he was always busy.

But in his few private time away from the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha, he missed her very much.

People who can't speak love words always seem particularly clumsy when they suddenly speak love words.

Until now, he could finally speak out his thoughts about her, rather than bury them in his heart. But these words were pressed on the tip of his tongue for too long, so when he said it, he was always afraid that she would not be able to tell the meaning in it.

"I know." The girl on his heart responded.

As if she was afraid that he would not believe it, she came to him, rubbed her forehead with her, and repeated: "I know everything."

"I miss you very much, too."

The sincere joy spread in his heart.

The next day at noon, Xiaobai woke up from the bed in a daze.

It rolled several times and unexpectedly found that it was not blocked by any obstacles and grabbed its face with its claws.

After discovering that Heng Yu was not lying beside it, it woke up completely, came out of the warm quilt, and reached out to open the closed door of the room.

"Xiaobai, are you awake?" Heng Yu was helping to dry the scriptures. Hearing the movement of opening the door behind him, he turned around and smiled.

Some time ago, it rained heavily for half a month, the room was wet, and the scriptures were a little damaged. Now it is sunny and it is rare to see the sunshine, so naturally I have to take the opportunity to dry the scriptures.

Xiaobai ran to Hengyu, squatted beside the scriptures, and quietly watched them drying scriptures and various calligraphy and paintings.

There are a lot of things to dry. After working for a long time, I finally spread out the scriptures and calligraphy and paintings.

Zaiwu thought that the time was almost over, so he said hello to Hengyu and walked to the Buddhist temple to work hard. After finishing his work, Zaiwu turned around and walked to Xiaohu, putting away all the burning lanterns inside.

He did not intend to discard them, but instead took an empty storage bag and put them all in a precious place.

After doing all this, Zhiju stood by the lake and stared blankly.

The lake surface was very calm and looked unraveled.

He stared at the lake with stars spreading in his eyes.

very nice.

He thought.

It turned out that he was not the only one who was struggling, and she was also rushing towards him.

When I realized it and returned to the yard, it was already dark.

Heng Yu moved a chair and sat under the eaves, looking through ancient books. Hearing the movement, he looked up at him: "Do you want to put away these books, calligraphy and paintings in the yard?"

The light in the yard was very dark, so for lighting, Hengyu hung an extremely bright night pearl of the East China Sea on the pillar.

The light of the night pearl illuminated the surroundings like daylight, and completely enveloped her.

Zaiwu shook his head: "No, it won't rain recently."

He walked into his wing room to move a chair, put it next to her, sat down, took out a Buddhist scripture from the storage ring and studied it slowly.

Until late at night, Heng Yu first closed the ancient book: "I carried Xiaobai back to the house."

Zhiyu chuckled: "Okay."

He threw Xiaobai onto the bed, Heng Yu clapped his hands, turned around and was about to leave.

Xiaobai looked confused and vaguely guessed something. He couldn't help but scream and asked her where she was going.

Heng Yu bent down and rubbed the tip of his nose: "Be good." He walked directly to the door and opened the door.

Looking out along the thin slit after the door was opened, seeing Wu standing at the door waiting for her, a smile immediately appeared on Heng Yu's face.

She walked out of her wing room and closed the door with her backhand: "Let's go back."

In fact, she slept with Lewu, and when she was most intimate, she just kissed each other's lips restraint. But she still wanted to accompany him.

The two of them spent so little time together, so they had to cherish it twice as much.

Moreover, she enjoyed the tenderness of enlightenment too much.

"What are you thinking?"

After divining, I threw a small piece of cedar incense into the incense burner, I walked back to the bed.

Seeing her reaching her hand out of the quilt, he bent down and put her hand back again. But seeing that she insisted on reaching out, he did not do any other moves.

Heng Yu grabbed his hand and rubbed his thin calluses with his soft fingertips: "Can I like you a little more?"

I realized that I could not breathe lightly: "Okay."

Heng Yu grabbed his finger and said, "Tell me, what else have you done for me."

After realizing it, I was silent for a moment, and picked out some things that I could reveal and told her: "Actually, I have been using cedar in the past few years."

"This doesn't count, I guessed this."

Zaiwu smiled and leaned over to her with his forehead: "How did you guess it?"

Heng Yu hugged him: "Because you are very skilled in making cedar ink."

"Then - the pot of Clivia you raised before was actually kept by me."

"I didn't guess this." Heng Yu kissed him as a reward.

I realized it a little hesitant.

But he liked her tenderness so much.

So he continued, "...I have learned your handwriting."

A numb feeling spread in my heart. Heng Yu thought: How could anyone be so cute?

She went to pull his wrist, lifted up her sleeves and saw the string of love fruit bracelets worn on his wrist. She chuckled, then touched his eyelashes as dense as crow feathers, and said to others: "Senior Brother Huiwu, I will be getting better and better to you."

I realized that I was still cold and quiet.

But she was already amused by her earlobes.

"Lord, you're messing around again."

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To be continued...