Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 1781 Discovering clues

Xie Fu thought to himself that this female Taoist had gone crazy and couldn't even tell friend from foe.

She is crazy, but I cannot be as crazy as her. I should avoid her first to show respect.

He thought that he could dodge this overwhelming hand by moving his body, but before he could steady himself, the blood-red hand came over him again.

Xie Fu tried to dodge and then to respect again, but this time, Tong Ran Nu Jurchen used both hands at the same time. Xie Fu was about to dodge again, but he found that Xiao Wen in his arms had a painful expression and could not withstand the other party's power.

This is a fight between masters, and the little boy is caught in the middle of it. How can he bear it? He can no longer avoid it.

He then wrapped Xiaowen tightly with his protective Qi, and used his flesh and blood to eat up the attack from Tongran Jurchen.

Seeing that the other party was safe and sound, Tong Ran was surprised. It was hard for her to imagine that there was someone in the world who could withstand her powerful attack without any harm.

Xie Fu laughed loudly: "Jurchen, you can't kill me, why don't you just stop here."

When Tongran Nujurchen saw that his face was somewhat distorted, she knew that the other party had used the magic of disguise to hide his true face. She said coldly: "Who are you? You dare not show your true face to others." The blood-red hand was so fast that it seemed as if it had split into several pieces and flew towards Xie Fu, making it difficult to tell which one was real and which one was fake.

Everyone saw clearly how Xie Fu sacrificed himself to protect Xiao Wen. Just from this action, they knew that this man was a kind-hearted person. They urged him loudly: "Master, how about making an exception..."

The Tongran Jurchens did not want to kill him at this time, they just wanted to see the other party's true face.

Xie Furen moved to Yun Woxue and placed Xiaowen in front of her to prevent Xiaowen from being harmed, and then dodged again.

Tong Ran, the Jurchen gods and ghosts all came over and slapped him in the face, shouting in a cold voice: "Show your true face!"

This time, Xie Fu did not dodge and knocked Tong Ran Nuzhen back with a light palm, saying calmly: "If you want to see my true appearance, it's not that difficult!"

As he spoke he raised his sleeves to cover his face, and when his arms dropped down, the rough man's face had transformed into a pretty young man as beautiful as a flower.

The group of female Taoists were greatly surprised. Yun Woxue's heart was moved. This face was so familiar, and the warm smile on the corner of his mouth was still the same. Looking at this warm smile, the memories came flooding back like a tide, and her heart couldn't help but feel sour.

Although she had the most intimate contact between a man and a woman with him, she had never had the sweet bond between a man and a woman.

Over the years, she has seen many couples and many lovers, and she has long known what true love between men and women should be like, and it is not physical intimacy.

The Tongran Jurchens looked at the face before them, and stood there in a daze, like a fossilized statue.

Xie Fu suddenly teleported in front of the Tongran Jurchen and said with a smile: "Since I have revealed my true face, the Jurchens must also show their true faces." As he said that, he reached out and took off the cloth that was covering the Tongran Jurchen's head and face.

A face suddenly appeared in Xie Fu's eyes. The head was completely hairless, and the scalp was like a burnt pancake. The face was covered with mud and was as ugly as a ghost.

Xie Fu was so frightened that he screamed and jumped back a few steps. He had never seen such an ugly woman in his life. She looked scarier than a ghost.

There were already red veins in Tongran Jurchen's eyes, but when she saw Xie Fu's reaction, her eyes turned cold, and she wrapped her head and face again, then turned and left.

Xie Fu finally came back to his senses and bowed with a serious expression: "Jurchen, I'm sorry."

This Tongran Jurchen seemed to be irritated and hurt, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

The female Taoists looked at Xie Fu, who bowed again and said, "My fellow Jurchens, I did not mean to offend the master of your temple. Please forgive me. I would like to ask you to express my apologies to the master on my behalf."

A female Taoist said, "Sir, Qingfeng Temple does not welcome men. Please leave as soon as possible."

Xiao Wen explained for Xie Fu: "I asked the gods to come and help."

The female Taoists could see it, but they had to abide by the rules of Qingfeng Temple. They hoped that this friendly young man would leave as soon as possible to avoid another fight with the temple master.

"I'm leaving now."

Xie Fu turned to the old woman and said, "Are you going back, old lady? I'll give you a ride."

The three of them left Qingfeng Temple. Xiaowen was extremely excited along the way. He asked a lot of questions and even asked Xie Fu if he could teach him these magic skills so that he could punish evildoers in the future.

Yun Woxue was very satisfied that she could accompany Xie Fujingjing quietly at the moment of her death, but Xiaowen kept talking, and it was the first time that she felt that Xiaowen was so annoying and intrusive.

"Sir, please forgive me for my child's words."

Xie Fu smiled: "It's okay."

"Mother-in-law, he is truly a god. Didn't you see it just now?"

"Okay, from now on, you are not allowed to talk too much."

"why?"

"No reason, don't you listen to your mother-in-law?"

Xiaowen was quick to notice that her mother-in-law was different, and she behaved very well. She suppressed her excitement and curiosity and stopped talking.

As dusk approaches, the sunlight becomes softer, like a layer of gauze covering the body, and the pedestrians on the road seem to become a blurred background.

Yun Woxue slowed down her pace inadvertently, wanting to walk longer. Xie Fu was very considerate and also slowed down his pace, smiling and saying, "Old lady, be careful."

"Well, I can't walk fast, I'm a burden to you, sir."

Xie Fu smiled cheerfully: "Not at all. If you move too fast in life, you will miss a lot of beautiful scenery. I haven't really experienced the local customs and practices in Jiancheng since I came here. This is a good opportunity to take advantage of this opportunity."

He pointed to a stall and asked, "What food is sold there?"

Before Yun Woxue could respond, Xiao Wen said, "That's Youtu, it's delicious."

Seeing that Xiao Wen was almost drooling, Xie Fu asked with a smile, "Is it really that delicious?"

Xiao Wen hummed, and Xie Fu smiled and said, "Then I'd like to taste it."

As the three of them approached, they smelled the aroma. Xie Fu bought three pieces and handed one to Xiaowen. Xiaowen took it and took a bite greedily, but it was so hot that he exhaled.

Xie Fu smiled and said, "Be careful or you'll burn your mouth."

Xiao Wen said "oh" but couldn't wait to blow air on the oil cake that had just come out of the oven to cool it down. Seeing this, Xie Fu laughed and said, "You are so greedy, haven't you eaten it before?"

"No."

Xie Fu was surprised, and Xiao Wen said, "My mother-in-law won't buy it for me."

Xie Fu looked at the old lady, and the old lady smiled and said, "Sir, I'm sorry to make you laugh. I do some handwork every day to barely support the two of us, so how can I have extra money to buy these things?"

Why not eat meat porridge? Xie Fu was an experienced person who knew that there were thousands of kinds of suffering in the world. He handed over a piece of oil cake and said, "Old lady, you should try it too."

Yun Woxue's expression froze, as if she had presbyopia. Xie Fu's smile was floating in front of her eyes, like the setting sun, blinding her eyes.

Seeing the old woman stunned, Xie Fu suddenly realized something and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. It's not convenient for you to eat like this, old lady." So he started to tear the oil cake into small pieces.

Perhaps it was because the sunset at this moment was too charming that Yun Woxue felt a little moved. Looking at his gentle eyes looking into hers, the smile in those eyes seemed to reach straight into her soul, making her unable to resist and her heart throbbed.

At this moment, she seemed to taste the flavor of love, fragrant and sweet.

Seeing that the old woman didn't move, Xie Fu joked, "Old lady, you don't want me to feed you anymore, do you?"

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously. Yun Woxue looked shy, but the deep wrinkles on her face were invisible to others: "Sir, you..."

Xie Fu slapped his forehead, wondering how he could tease an old woman. He quickly apologized, "Old woman, I'm used to talking nonsense. I just slipped up. Please don't blame me." He was both elegant and modest. Such a man really couldn't make people feel disgusted. Yun Woxue lowered her head and smiled, "Sir, you're funny."

At this time, Xiaowen said, "Grandma, eat it, it's really delicious."

Xiaowen's words helped Yun Woxue out. He picked up the small piece torn by Xie Fu and put it in his mouth to taste it. The small piece of oil seemed to still retain the temperature that Xie Fu's fingers had touched. This temperature seemed to be the most precious temperature in his life.

"Let's go, let's see if there's anything else to eat."

The three of them were walking along the way, and Yun Woxue quietly ate small pieces of the fried dough sticks, enjoying it so much that she had finished them before she knew it.

Xiao Wen suddenly noticed that Yun Wo Xue's hands were empty, with only greasy dirt on her fingers, and she said in surprise, "Grandma, you've finished eating."

This made Yun Woxue feel very embarrassed. Xie Fu smiled and said, "Old lady, it's delicious, right?"

"It's delicious, sir."

"anything else?"

Yun Woxue hesitated for a moment, and Xie Fu said, "I'll go back and buy some more."

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Yun Woxue let out a sigh. Xie Fu had already run away quickly. Looking at his back as he ran in the crowd, she had thought that he was as cold as an iceberg, unattainable and difficult to get close to. But in fact, he was peaceful and approachable. His qualities were bright and dazzling, and so heartwarming.

A cool breeze blew, and Yun Woxue, who was wearing thin clothes, couldn't help but hunch her shoulders and tremble.

Xie Fu returned quickly with an oil mat padded with bamboo leaves in his hand. When he came up, he handed the oil mat to Xiaowen first, and freed his hands to take off his fur coat and put it on Yun Woxue.

Yun Woxue was flattered: "Sir, no..."

Xie Fu's fur coat, which carried Xie Fu's body temperature, covered Yun Woxue's body. Xie Fu smiled and said, "I'm not cold at all. If you don't believe me, just look."

As he spoke, he grabbed Yun Woxue's old hand and placed it in his palm. His hand was as warm as the outer wall of a stove, which made Yun Woxue feel sweet and tender in his heart.

He was really nice, so nice that he was caring and considerate to an old lady whom he had only met twice. But Yun Woxue had been with him for several months, but she had never felt the same way once.

Thinking of this, I feel an indescribable sadness.

Yun Woxue didn't speak again on the rest of the way. She wanted to ask several times, "If I were Yun Woxue, would you still be so nice to me?"
I once thought she had seen through the world and had no desires or requests, but I didn't know that if I didn't get it, I would have no expectations.

Once you get it, you want to hold on to it tightly.

When they were almost home, Xie Fu suddenly stopped and Yun Woxue asked, "Sir, what's wrong?"

"Old lady, do you think that Tongran Jurchen will be very sad?"

Along the way, Xie Fu's mind kept appearing that ugly face like a ghost, and the look in his eyes when the cloth covering his face was removed.

He even thought of Lu Yehua. If Lu Yehua had survived the fire and become like this, she would definitely be laughed at and hated by the world. Just now at Qingfeng Temple, he was such a person.
This made Xie Fu feel resentful and even felt that he deserved to die. He wished that if Lu Yehua were still alive, she would not encounter the disgust of the world. He hoped that among the thousands of disgusts, she could meet a gentle person who could give her a little warmth.

He longed to place this warmth of kindness on the unfortunate Tongran Jurchen, and one day pass it on to Lu Yehua, whether she was alive or dead.

Yun Woxue was confused for a moment by Xie Fu's sudden words, but soon smiled: "She is used to it. She doesn't care about other people's eyes at all."

This made Xie Fu even more uncomfortable, and he said, "That's because she didn't expect anything. No, I want to go back and formally apologize to her for my disrespect just now. I want to tell her in person that I was just frightened for a moment, and I have no ill will towards her appearance."

Yun Woxue couldn't believe that someone would take such a trivial matter so seriously.

"Old lady, I'll take you here."

Xie Fu said this and turned and left in a hurry.

Yun Woxue looked at his back and completely let go of her emotions. She loved this man. She loved his flesh and blood, and also loved his elegance and purity.

The old lips uttered the words softly: "I...love...you."

White snowflakes began to float in the sky again, as if she was pouring out all the love in her heart between heaven and earth.

At this moment, Yun Woxue reached a state of natural perfection in his heart, and also understood the true meaning of entering the world...

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Xie Fu ran all the way back to Qingfeng Temple. He hadn't felt so excited for a long time.

Over the past three years, he had been feeling very frustrated. Whether in reality or in his dreams, he always wanted to do something for Lu Yehua, but he could do nothing.

At this moment, I had a wonderful feeling in my heart. As long as I expressed warmth and kindness to Tongran Jurchen, this warmth and kindness would be passed on to Lu Yehua, no matter where she was in heaven or on earth.

This also expresses his deepest grief.

When I arrived at Qingfeng Temple and was about to go in, I suddenly thought of something and stopped.

As the saying goes, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. He had just been kicked out, and if he went back in, it would inevitably cause greater misunderstandings.

After thinking it over, he decided that if he just wanted to apologize to Tongran Jurchen, it would be better not to do it in public and it would be more appropriate to do it in private.

So he sneaked in quietly.

It was already dark. In a spacious courtyard, a group of female Taoist priests were arranging the bodies of three dead female Taoist priests. An elderly female Taoist priest was sewing the bodies into a complete shape with needle and thread...

They all looked solemn and dignified, and under the light, there was a solemn atmosphere.

Xie Fu thought to himself that it was a good thing that he did not trespass, otherwise he would have really violated other people's taboos.

After looking around, he did not see any Tongran Jurchens. This was indeed not a good time, so he should come back at another time.

Just as he was hesitating, a female Taoist priest arrived with a group of little girls. The girls stood together, looking at the three cold corpses in front of them, and sobbing sounds could be heard intermittently in the silence.

These girls covered their mouths to control their emotions, but they couldn't help but shed tears.

I don't know which little girl cried out in sorrow: "Huicun Jurchen."

All the girls could not hold back and started crying out: Huicun Jurchen... Tongjing Jurchen... Tongan Jurchen...

There were cries of grief everywhere. The Taoist priest standing nearby tried to comfort the girls softly, but she couldn't help shedding tears as she did so.

This sad scene immediately made Xie Fu give up the idea and plan to come back another day. Just as he was about to leave quietly, a poem on the wall suddenly caught Xie Fu's eyes: "Zi Hui thought of me, lifted his skirt and waded through the Wei River. If you don't think of me, there will be other people." The madness of the mad boy is also.

Xie Fu just felt weird, this was a poem from the Book of Songs, the meaning of the poem was: If you love me and miss me, just quickly pick up your clothes and wade over to me. If you don't miss me, don't think that no one else misses me, you silly brother.

Such a poem describing love should not be in a place like Qingfeng Temple, it seems so out of place.

Xie Fu did not think much about it and quietly left the spacious courtyard. Suddenly, he saw the poem again, looming in the dim light - There is no need to cut the red flowers on the head, and the whole body is snow-white, but spring is coming.

An inexplicable premonition filled his whole body. Xie Fu stood there in a daze, his body shaking uncontrollably.

These two lines of poetry came from his mouth. At that time, Lu Yehua had a head full of white hair, and he recited these two lines of poetry to comfort Lu Yehua.

It refers to the flower called poppy, which has many colors, but the white flower is the most beautiful and precious. This is used to praise Lu Yehua's snow-white beauty.

He had only read this poem once in his life, and only Lu Yehua had heard it. Now that it appeared on the wall of Qingfeng Temple, didn't it mean that Lu Yehua appeared here? Didn't it mean that Lu Yehua was still alive in this world?