Chapter 238 Crossing the Tribulation through the Break Bridge

Xizi Lake is covered with morning mist like a dream, with moss on the stone steps of the broken bridge. Murong Qiuyu slowly walked up the steps with the corner of her skirt.

Today, she has officially left the house. There is a small cloth bag on her shoulder, with some small soft things inside. After a while, she will go back to Tianya Hai Pavilion.

When he arrived on the bridge, he looked at the handsome monk standing on the railing not far away, Murong Qiuyu smiled. He was indeed here.

I don’t know what happened, but Murong Qiuyu always seemed to be so sympathetic when looking for Huo Yuanzhen. In the early morning, Huo Yuanzhen said to go for a walk in the West Lake and came back to say goodbye to him. He walked forward, and Murong Qiuyu followed him out. As he walked along the way, he came to the Broken Bridge unknowingly.

Seeing Murong Qiuyu coming, Huo Yuanzhen smiled and didn't say anything. She waited until she came to her side before saying to him: "Are you leaving?"

"Well, I'm leaving, I won't go back."

Murong Qiuyu stretched out her hand, and there was a faint dampness in the air, and the palms and backs of her hands were cool, which made her feel very comfortable.

"I haven't come to this West Lake for some days. I was fifteen years old when I came last time. I went to spring and returned. It's still so beautiful here."

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him and the beauty beside him, Huo Yuanzhen also spoke: "There were white snakes and Xu Xian, which brought the lake to the Jinshan Mountain. The broken bridge should be the heartbreaking place, half the lake and rain, and half the lifelong fate."

He had just read a few words with great pleasure, but Murong Qiuyu grabbed his hand: "Yuan Zhen, don't say that."

There was no one here, and Huo Yuanzhen was also casual and gently held Murong Qiuyu's little hand: "What's wrong with Qiuyu?"

"No...I just think that what you said is a heartbreaking place, half-life fate is a bit unlucky."

Huo Yuanzhen remained silent. What could he say to Murong Qiuyu? This woman who made him moved him once, was also a forbidden area that he dared not easily cross.

But I had to get closer to Murong Qiuyu for the sake of that damn love disaster.

Although speechless, it tighterly wrapped Murong Qiuyu's entire palm in his palm, a warm and soft area.

Murong Qiuyu raised her head. Huo Yuan was really tall and he was quite tall, but he still needed to look up to see his face clearly.

"Yuan Zhen, do you like the days of the Qinglanguage Ancient Buddha so much?"

"The life in Shaolin Temple is not as boring as you think. Besides, I still have many things that I have not completed. Before these things are completed, I can only be the abbot of Shaolin Temple and will not consider anything else."

When Murong Qiuyu heard Huo Yuanzhen's words, he felt a little sad, but this sentence quietly revealed a message that made Murong Qiuyu still look forward to it.

"If you are tired of staying in Shaolin Temple, or don't want to be a monk, Qiuyu will accompany you to the Broken Bridge of West Lake and accompany you to see the peach blossoms in Chang'an."

The girl's words were like a secret confession, naturally placing a sentiment, and he should be able to hear the meaning of it.

"If there really is that day, I will definitely let Qiuyu accompany you."

Before the morning mist had completely dissipated, drizzle began to float in the sky. In the vast smoke, Murong Qiuyu opened a red umbrella she carried with him and covered the two of them under the umbrella.

A small boat was rowing by, and the boat was rowing and the boat brought a trace of water in the lake.

The sound of evocative singing came out of the boatman's mouth. The two of them couldn't hear clearly what he was singing, and they didn't need to hear clearly.

“What a beautiful scenery.”

Murong Qiuyu sighed.

Huo Yuanzhen smiled and said, "Look, the boatman is also looking at us. We stand on the bridge and look at the scenery. The people who are watching the scenery look at us under the bridge. Who is the scenery? It's quite a bit of thought."

"Then have you figured it out?"

"If Qiuyu is the only one walking with an umbrella, then it will be the most beautiful scenery in the south of the misty rain. However, when the monk appears, this bald man becomes a person who is very disgraceful."

After hearing Huo Yuanzhen's words, Murong Qiuyu's eyes rolled and asked Huo Yuanzhen to take out something in the package with an umbrella.

Huo Yuanzhen was stunned at first sight. This thing was actually a wig!

"This is our Tianya Hai Pavilion, a must-have item for walking in the world. When I went to Shaolin Temple, I not only prepared clothes for you, but also prepared this thing for you. I hope you pretend to be a young man in the world, but if you don't agree, this thing will not come in handy. Today, you can put it on and show it to me."

"Wear this thing..."

"Put it on, just here, wear it for a while, don't be that terrifying person."

Huo Yuanzhen smiled helplessly, held an umbrella with both hands, lowered her head slightly, and let Murong Qiuyu fiddled on her head for a long time.

After finishing it, Murong Qiuyu stared at Huo Yuanzhen, with a strange look.

"Qiuyu, isn't I very strange about the appearance of me?"

"No, it looks very good. It turns out that you have hair, it looks so good."

Murong Qiuyu shook her head, suddenly seemed a little sad, and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "From the moment you gave Qiuyu freedom, Qiuyu has no real freedom again."

After saying this, Murong Qiuyu finally plucked up the courage and said to Huo Yuanzhen: "Yuanzhen, my abbot, do you understand what Qiuyu means?"

Huo Yuan really understood this sentence. He gritted his teeth and finally said, "Last night, the stars were windy last night."

Murong Qiuyu knew about this poem. When she heard Huo Yuanzhen say this, she finally showed a sweet smile and said, "The west side of the Painting Tower is Guitang East."

"The two flying wings of the phoenix without colorful body."

After saying this, Huo Yuanzhen felt a clear heart, and finally spoke. After all, he said that at this moment, he felt like he was putting down his heavy burden.

Murong Qiuyu held Huo Yuanzhen's hand again: "I have a clear understanding of my heart."

The red umbrella rolled down in the mist and rain, fell from the broken bridge to the water, drifting with the flow like duckweed.

"Yuan Zhen, I don't know why? Since Chang'an parted with you, I always have a trace of concern for you. I went to Shaolin to give you money. In fact, I can't wait to see you. This feeling sometimes makes me feel uncomfortable, and sometimes my heart will hurt."

Murong Qiuyu finally slowly approached Huo Yuanzhen, and naturally snuggled into his arms, hugging him with both hands, allowing his soft chest to squeeze on his chest. The feeling of caring heart made me feel very warm.

Huo Yuanzhen didn't know why, but at this moment he could really feel Murong Qiuyu's inner thoughts. Her confusion and a little bit of heartache, she could really clearly feel it.

Why?

This is a bit unreasonable.

To verify, Huo Yuanzhen said: "Qiuyu, are you thinking, why don't I hug you?"

Murong Qiuyu blushed in an instant and nodded indecisively: "I think you are wondering if I want to hug her."

Huo Yuanzhen felt a roar in his heart. Did he do it?

At this time, a sudden prompt came from the system in the body: "The love tribulation has been successfully overcome, and the Nine Yang scriptures are preserved."

Huo Yuan was really stunned. He actually succeeded like this. This love disaster is not difficult.

I hurriedly checked the system quietly. The love disaster item had dimmed. When I checked it, this item had no response.

Why can't you check it out?

Could it be that I have overcome the tribulation too quickly and the system feels that the love tribulation has no power to me, so I cancelled this?

It is better to cancel, so as not to be worried.

Huo Yuanzhen felt that it seemed that there was something unexpected about the success of the tribulation.

There seems to be some kind of inner connection between me and Murong Qiuyu. Since I parted in Chang'an, I have had this feeling, but Murong Qiuyu's feeling seems to be stronger than myself.

This factor has become a key part of the tribulation, and now Murong Qiuyu is in his arms, the effect of this factor has been brought to the extreme. The two can really feel what each other is thinking.

Moreover, Murong Qiuyu said that when she thought of herself, her heart would hurt, which made Huo Yuan really confused.

"Yuanzhen, I think you are in a mess, but you still seem to be very happy. What are you thinking?"

Murong Qiuyu raised her head and asked a few inches before Huo Yuanzhen's eyes.

"I was wondering, how can Qiuyu not feel distressed anymore?"

"What else? Why is it happy?"

"I am happy because I have freed from a shackle. Maybe I will not be bound by this kind of thing in the future. Qiuyu, you have freedom, and I have freedom, so I am very happy."

"What will bind you? How did you get rid of it?"

"I didn't know how to get rid of it, but thanks to Qiuyu you."

"Thanks to me? Why?"

"Because you bravely hugged me, I got rid of this bondage."

Murong Qiuyu's face turned red: "I don't understand what you are saying, but since it's because of me, how do you thank me?"

Huo Yuanzhen finally slowly stretched out his hand and embraced Murong Qiuyu in his arms. This embrace of Murong Qiuyu made him successfully overcome the tribulation, so let the warmth and tranquility of this moment last longer.

Murong Qiuyu leaned her head against his chest. She still didn't understand Huo Yuan's true heart, but she didn't want to ask. She knew that Huo Yuan really had his difficulties. He was the abbot of Shaolin Temple and had many things involuntarily. If she asked too much, it would inevitably make him feel embarrassed. That would be great.

When we part today, we don’t know when we will meet each other. I hope he won’t forget himself in the world.

In the horizon, a black dot hovered in the distance, making a clear eagle song, which came into Huo Yuanzhen's ears.

It’s the Golden Eagle that’s coming!

Is there anything wrong with Shaolin?

No! Through my spiritual connection with the Golden Eagle, I could feel that although it was urgent, Shaolin was still fine at the moment.

But I had to go back and deal with it. I looked at Murong Qiuyu, who was like a kitten in my arms, and a faint sadness of parting arose in Huo Yuanzhen's heart.

Fate! He wants to get rid of the shackles of fate.

Shaolin must grow stronger! The leader of the martial arts world must strive for it!

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