In the end, Yan Furui and Wang Qiankun agreed to this outrageous request. There was nothing they could do if they didn't agree. After all, the killer vine had already fallen upon them, so they obviously had no right to make the decision.
Lu Ming took Si Teng and Li Shiqing back to the hotel they had booked. Under his deliberate guidance, he did not disturb the sleepy children in the room from beginning to end.
Li Shiqing returned to the room to rest, while Lu Ming and Si Teng went to the rooftop, because according to Si Teng, a drop of his blood would be needed to maintain strength about every two days.
It just so happened that he also had some questions that he wanted to discuss with Si Teng.
…
A gust of cold wind blows from time to time on the rooftop at night. It should be a very cold season and in a very cold place, but the two of them can't feel the biting cold wind at all. A Yu Clan, and a person whose body and blood can resurrect the Yu Clan and increase their strength.
, he doesn’t look like a normal person no matter how he looks.
Above the exit of the stairs, there is a fist-sized wind chime hanging on the eaves of the wall. I don’t know where this custom came from. It is probably because this is Cangcheng Mountain. After all, it is a world-famous holy place with hanging doors.
It's a pity that although there are many temples with hanging doors here, they can be seen every 100 meters, every courtyard is ten steps away, and they look prosperous and lively, but few people have real hanging door skills, so they can only choose one to show the Feng Shui.
Just pick a good and auspicious day.
Lu Ming rolled up his sleeves, patted his strong biceps, and said to Si Teng: "Come on, take the blood here this time. I have been doing push-ups every night recently, and the blood here is fresher!"
Si Teng faced the cold wind and looked at the man in black in the distance. He just glanced at him and shook his head gently and said, "No need for today."
"No?"
Lu Ming was stunned for a moment and asked in surprise, "Didn't you say that one drop of blood is needed in two days to maintain strength?"
Suddenly, Lu Ming figured out something again, and then asked tentatively, "Is it because you were suppressed under the Xingyun Pavilion?"
"You're not too stupid."
Si Teng nodded slightly and said, "Although your blood has strong life force, it is yours after all. I can only get part of the power by absorbing it, and most of it will be lost quickly."
"Only when I find another me can I truly be my complete self."
When she mentioned herself, her eyes were deep and complicated.
"Then can you teach me how to use the power in my body?"
Lu Ming spread his hands and tried to pop out a touch of green from his fingers like her, but he failed every time.
"cannot!"
Si Teng refused without hesitation. After a moment of silence, he added, "Not now!"
"oh?"
Lu Ming was interested, and being rejected was something that was expected, but he was surprised by what the other party added.
"I'm not an unreasonable person. Although I won't say anything about what you and Li Shiqing did, I will always keep it in my heart."
Si Teng looked at him seriously, "If everything goes well, I will leave this world forever. Then it will be no big deal to teach you how to use the power in my body."
"That's it~"
Lu Ming did not look disappointed when he heard this. After all, what if the other party taught him to master the power now and ran away? He would definitely not do such a stupid thing.
"There's something I need to tell you."
Lu Ming walked over and stood side by side with her on the eaves of the wall. Si Teng glanced over, waiting for his next words.
"Qiu Shan is not dead!"
Facing the cold wind, Lu Ming rubbed his temples in annoyance.
"not dead?"
Si Teng immediately looked at him coldly.
"Yes, he just faked his death and escaped. The real him is still hiding in the dark, waiting for your resurrection so that he can completely kill you."
Lu Ming's tone was a bit complicated. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to this matter. After all, whether it's the Xingmen of this world or the Yu clan, they can only be said to be people with some extraordinary abilities. They don't have the ability to destroy the world, and they can't destroy the world.
If you don't do this kind of thing, you will inevitably integrate into the flood of human life in society.
The decline of the Yu clan and the decline of the Xuanmen are proof that no one in this world can resist the changes of the times.
"Fake death?! Haha, that's really great."
Si Teng was stunned for a moment, then laughed wantonly. Facing the cold wind, her body actually became a little lighter.
After a long while of wanton and joyful laughter, the sound of the wind faded away, and Si Teng slowly calmed down.
"I thought you wouldn't hate him?"
Lu Ming said.
In the original drama, Si Teng didn't seem to hate Qiu Shan that much. Sure enough, the script and reality are two different things.
"When I was a child, Qiu Shan used foreign objects to transform me in advance. I was ignorant and wanted to rely on him, but in exchange I was kept in a cage since I was a child. Later, I met a man. He said that he would stay with me forever and give me the stars and the sea.
But after learning my identity, he immediately stayed away from me."
Si Teng sneered and talked about the past. She was not a person who showed off her happy things casually, but Lu Ming knew too much. The other party should have known about her things a long time ago.
"It wasn't until I was buried under the spring for eighty years and woke up again that I understood."
She raised her head to look at the hanging wind chime, and there was a hint of Buddha nature in her eyes, and said, "Seek the Tao, the Buddha, and be saved. I only realized Prajna when I was dying."
Lu Ming nodded slightly and followed her words and said, "There is a wind chime verse. It says yes, and the whole body seems to be talking about the void. Regardless of the wind, east, west, north or south, it will always say Prajna for him, ding dong ding dong ding ding dong."
"Do you also read Buddhist verses?"
Si Teng glanced at him in surprise.
"I have understood it, but not very deeply."
Lu Ming said humbly.
"Then have you ever experienced death?"
Si Teng asked again.
"die?"
Lu Ming immediately became interested. If nothing else, he had rich experience in this stuff. He nodded and said with a smile, "Maybe you don't believe it, but Li Shiqing and I have experienced more deaths than you."
"Well...at least ten times."
After thinking for a moment, Lu Ming said softly.
"..."
Lu Ming's answer was somewhat unexpected. Si Teng remained silent for a moment and then continued to ask, "What was it like at that time?"
"Feeling? That's a bit too much. I feel completely numb, and my five senses gradually weaken and then fall into nothingness."
Lu Ming thought about the feeling of being electrocuted, and then thought about the explosion on the bus, and continued, "I also clearly felt that my hair and skin were cracked and bitten by thousands of ants, and I gradually felt weak and hollow...
"
Si Teng looked at him in surprise. He didn't expect that he would actually say it, and there were obviously many stories. He had also been sleeping for eighty years. Thinking of this, he inexplicably felt a sense of sympathy.
"Seeking Tao, seeking Buddha, seeking salvation from others, life is like a long river, with thousands of ferry boats, only by crossing yourself can you truly cross!"
Si Teng's words seemed like she was enlightened. She looked at Lu Ming with unwavering eyes, "Letting go doesn't mean that you don't hate it!"