mtl008 Chapter 429 Back home
Chapter 429 Back home
"Now that I'm back, it's time to wash. It's all dirty." Yu Ci didn't turn her head, as if she was afraid that Ling would see the hurt in her eyes. Her tone was calm and carried a sense of reminiscence.
I walked lightly to the calligraphy and painting hall, looking at the rice paper on the table, which was pressed by a paperweight, and on it were unfinished poems, with only a half-finished fragment left...
She turned around and sat down, melted the inkstone on the table, dipped it in ink, wiped off the excess ink at the gap, and then concentrated on writing, filling in the "Lotus Sutra" that had not been completed before.
Its color is like a long rainbow in autumn water, and its taste is like a fairy dream in the ninth heaven...
Will appreciate, will hear, will be pleased, will approve...
His writing was graceful, but he was thinking of someone unknown in his heart. With a smile on his face, he described the lotus in the pleasant writing and the person who danced in his heart one by one.
Ling had come to her side at some point, holding a roll of dirty carpet in her hands, as if she was really going to wash it by hand. She stood beside Yu Ci, her eyes fixed on her focused profile, and just stayed there.
A Lotus Sutra that has been waiting for ten thousand years is finally reunited at the same place with the same people present.
Dip the tip of the pen lightly in ink, write a final sentence, and you're done.
Yu Ci took the paper out from under the paperweight, held it upright in the light, and looked at it with a look of satisfaction on her face.
The brushstrokes in the first half are gentle and graceful, while those in the second half are natural and unrestrained. The different moods lead to different character shapes.
She blew twice to dry the ink, then turned around and looked at Ling, who was holding a large roll of blanket and had soiled his clothes.
"What are you doing?" she asked with a smile, her eyes fixed on the huge roll of carpet.
"Aren't we going to wash the carpet?" She raised her hands slightly, "How can we wash it if we don't roll it up?"
"Don't you know how to use magic?" Yu Ci raised her fingertips, suspended the scroll, broke free from Ling's movement, then spread it out, condensed water on it, and began to beat it like the waves, bringing out the dirt on it.
Soon, a roll of brand new carpet appeared in front of him, and it was particularly narcissistic as it flipped back and forth in front of Zero, showing off its clean body.
Then, following Yu Ci's command, he twisted his two horns and walked towards his original position.
"That's it. Is it that difficult?" She raised her hand to demonstrate.
"I thought I should wash it by hand. After all, it's an item at home and it would be more of a ritual." Ling expressed his thoughts.
"What's the point of washing by hand? Haven't you done everything yourself as a human being enough?" Yu Ci is a complete lazy person. She adheres to the concept of not doing anything if she can avoid it, and always lives a lazy life, never wavering.
"Be obedient. If the things at home can be solved with magic, don't do it yourself." She pinched Daidai Ling's slender waist and made a hand gesture to clean the dirty parts of her body.
"Things about home..." Ling repeated softly. Listening to what Yu Ci said, he realized that she also regarded this place as their home. She had a home. She pursed her lips, unable to suppress her joy, and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.
Then he raised his hand and pressed down Yu Ci's hand on his waist, "Can I show you around?"
"Hmm? Okay." Yu Ci took Ling's hand and then stuffed the calligraphy in her hand into Ling's arms, "I'll give it to you!"
Ling took the light paper and felt flattered. This was the first time Yu Ci had given him something in such a long time.
The Lord God hid it in his own sea of consciousness the next second, so that no matter how long time passes, even if he has to go through a catastrophe and return to the mortal world in the future, he will never forget that he lost it.
"I'll show you the bedroom..." She took Yu Ci's hand and pushed open the door, wanting to show her the things she had carefully collected, including the wedding photos on the table, the Jade Bodhi Sword, medical books, and many precious gems...
She was like a young man presenting a treasure to his lover, as if he wanted to reveal his true heart to her so that she could see the sincerity inside.
Yu Ci was pulled into a familiar environment. Seeing that those things that belonged to her in the past were well preserved, she raised her hand and fiddled with them casually for a few times, then came to the hairpin stand where the jade bodhi was placed.
The hairpin stand looks like a semicircular window, with flowers, birds, fish and insects carved on the base, and a shallow layer of water in it.
The hairpin lay quietly on the seat, with a hint of red on the tip, which was the blood stain that had not been wiped off.
Her fingertips lightly fell on the hairpin, and she slowly picked it up. She rubbed the red mark on the hairpin with her thumb, but found that it could not be rubbed off.
"It has been with you all the way here. Because the blood you dropped that day gave it intelligence, it can't be erased." Ling explained to Yu Ci.
This is also the reason why he only returned the long sword to her but did not return the spiritual sword to Yu Ci.
Because the newly born sword spirit hated her approach...
As if to prove that what Ling said was true, the jade hairpin in his palm trembled slightly, as if welcoming its owner back.
It waited for a long time, thinking that its owner no longer wanted it because of that bad guy.
The sad tears I cried were about to fill up the hairpin holder.
woo woo woo...
As it was so moved that it was about to cry, two crystal drops of water suddenly fell from the hairpin.
"?" Yu Ci looked at the crying Yu Bodhi and shook off the water.
"What's wrong with it?" He turned and asked Zero.
"Seeing you again, I'm so moved that I'm crying." Ling took a look and saw a round ball tied with red satin inside the hairpin. The ball was plump and round, and tears were falling from it.
Yu Ci immediately felt disgusted and threatened: "If you cry again, I won't want you anymore~"
In an instant, the hairpin's tears were cured.
It has just been born with intelligence and has not yet learned to speak. It can only express its emotions, like a puppy.
Yu Ci was slightly satisfied, "That's right, I'll give you a name, Bodhizi."
The chubby white ball jumped out and jumped into Yu Ci's arms, but the moment it turned around and saw Ling, it bumped into her with its head.
It seems like he wants to avenge his master.
Finally, he was caught by Yu Ci.
"Be obedient. This is your master's...girlfriend. Be nice to her."