Faith is supreme

Liu Yin met Luo Shiyi on the road, it seemed that Tang Bao lost his temper, and he wanted to send some booklets to Mo Yan, just happened to meet Liu Yin, and asked him to help, Liu Yin thought about it, and he helped .Isn't it just a gift?

As a result, when I arrived in front of Mo Yan's study, I found that Mo Yan was not there, only a young disciple was there.Liu Yin sighed inwardly, is this considered good luck?Or is it bad?

Lifting his feet to go in, he walked to the case and found that what the little disciple was packing up was the set of Baiyun brushes.

The little disciple was taken aback by Liu Yin, put down the things in his hand and saluted hurriedly: "Master, hello."

Liu Yin put down the things in her hands, feeling that she didn't seem well."What are you packing?" he asked.

The little disciple straightened up, and said, "It's this set of pens. The World Honored One broke one today, uh. The disciple came here to change it."

Master's things are always in line with his wishes, and if one pen in a set is broken, the whole set is always replaced.Liu Yin reached out to pick up the several-sectioned pen, and stared at it in the palm of his hand in a daze.He didn't speak, and the little disciple didn't dare to speak rashly.But he was also afraid that when the World Honored One came back later, he would find that the things hadn't been packed yet.Even if the master is here and the World Honored One doesn't do anything to him, he is still afraid.Seeing the World Honored One getting angry would scare half his life away.

Fortunately, Liu Yin put away the broken pen not long after she fell silent, and said, "Go and get a new pen. I'll do it here."

"Yes." The little disciple quickly responded and ran outside.

Liu Yin silently took down the pens that were still hanging on the pen holder one by one, just like when he hung them up one by one.It's just that the mood and state of mind are not the same as before.

He couldn't find a suitable box to put it in, and the more anxious he was, the more he couldn't find the pen box that he brought back with him.He didn't look for it when he became impatient, and directly tore a large piece of cloth from his clothes, and carefully put the pen on it to wrap it up.Holding it out of Mo Yan's study.

He bought this set of pens, but what did he buy?He chose the wood himself and carved it himself.He ran for wool and hunted weasels for the best tail hair.In addition to making and installing this, everything else he can do is done by himself.But I don't want to, everything has a time.

Sooner or later it will go bad.Nothing can truly accompany a person for a lifetime.And no one can be with another person for the rest of their lives.There will always be a year, a month, a day, and an hour missing.If there is less, what is a lifetime?

The pen can't stay with him for long.He can't follow him for the rest of his life.

Liu Yin ran back to her room, slammed the door with a "bang", threw the things on the table, and remained silent.He stood in front of the window, watching the afterglow slanting into the window, and then disappearing into the horizon bit by bit.

It wasn't until the surroundings were plunged into darkness that he remembered that it was time to light the lamp.Stretching his stiff body, he went to the table to light the lamp, but he still accidentally got his fingers picked up by the fire while holding the torch, which made him very smart.He blew on his finger to extinguish the flame, then stared blankly at the candle flame in a daze.

Even the glazed lampshade was forgotten.

At night, Mo Yan finally threw Sheng Xiaomo back to his Palace of Ecstasy.He went back to the study by himself.

The breath he held in his heart was still tight, but he didn't know how to vent it.fight?What did you think he and Sheng Xiaomo were doing this afternoon?useless.

Sitting on the chair, Mo Yan picked up Zhibi from the pen stand and prepared to deal with the business first.It was all caused by that little bastard Sheng Xiaomo, it must be because he didn't beat him enough when he was young.

As soon as he got the pen, Mo Yan felt that something was wrong. He saw that it was not a Baiyun pen, but a set of Zihao.Mo Yan frowned, and stopped the disciple who came up to exchange tea: "Where is that set of pens?"

The little disciple, when Mo Yan told him to shake his hand and almost dropped the tray in his hand, he hurriedly replied: "Return to the World Honored One, one of the pens in that set was broken, Master Liuyin took it away, and this set is a new one. .”

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that when Sheng Xiaomo came, he couldn't hold back his anger as soon as he got angry. "Okay, you go down."

"Yes." The little disciple ran away with flying steps.

Mo Yan took a booklet to read, but his mind was full of other things.Ayin hasn't been to the study for quite a while, why did she come suddenly?He was the one who gave the set of pens.Mo Yan's face was gloomy, like the sky outside.He used that Zihao, but it was uncomfortable no matter how he used it.

As soon as he threw it into the brush washer, Mo Yan couldn't help but want to go to see Liuyin, but everyone had already left the door before he retracted his feet.After thinking about it for a long time, he still went with a majestic look on his face.

The Greedy Hall was still as quiet as ever, Mo Yan walked along the corridor all the way, turned a corner in front of his room, and after walking two steps, he could see the dim lights.The people of Moyan have all reached the gate of Liuyin, but they just can't reach out and push the half-closed door to go in.

The light shone on Mo Yan through the crack of the fist-sized door, and Liu Yin sat with his back to Mo Yan, and he could see the outside of the door as long as he turned his head.

Mo Yan could see Liu Yin without going in.Mo Yan frowned, still fighting mentally.As for Liuyin, it has already been selected.

Just because he let go, doesn't mean his heart will also come back.So it still hurts, but you have to let go of the pain, right?Since you want to break it, why not start here.

Liu Yin slowly threw the whole blue cloth bag into the stove at his feet, and watched the small flame grow taller in an instant, first engulfing the outer layer of blue cloth, then the nib that was the easiest to burn, and the last ball The fire wrapped the pen holders, burning them beyond recognition until they were burned into a mass of ashes.In this way, disappearing cleanly and neatly is not necessarily bad, more simply and more cleanly.Leave nothing behind and take nothing away.

Mo Yan stood outside the door with his eyes wide open, his throat seemed to be stuck by something, and he couldn't utter a sound.

What is he doing?

From this angle, Mo Yan can clearly see what is around Liu Yin, such as the pot of charcoal fire.Sometimes Mo Yan couldn't understand what Liuyin did, and he couldn't understand at this moment either.But the breath in his chest exploded directly from his chest, which made him feel angry. He didn't have any other feelings, just angry.And Mo Yan didn't know why?

But what's the harm in burning some useless pens?

Mo Yan clenched his fists, closed his eyes and left directly.Even if he went in, what could he say?Seeing each other is just embarrassing each other, it is better not to see each other.

Liuyin watched the pen burn slowly, lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Booming" sounded, Liu Yin turned around and saw that the door was not closed, so he walked over to close it.

Mo Yan was supposed to go back to the study, but he was in a daze for a moment, and he didn't know that he didn't go as he thought. When there was a thunderstorm, Mo Yan actually walked to the edge of the waterfall where the greedy pool water fell, and there was no shelter around him. , but whether there is a shelter or not may not make much difference to Mo Yan, the rain never gets close to Mo Yan's body.

Mo Yan raised his head, and there was a sound of thunder and thunder in the sky, and the lightning pierced the sky to bring a moment of light to the dark ground.

Not for a moment, the rain poured down on Mo Yan.Mo Yan was a little dazed, no matter how big the storm was, he had experienced it, and it was just a little rain, how could he not stand it.Mo Yan closed his eyes and let the rain wet his resolute face.

He has always stood high and majestically in a position that everyone admires.As long as the people below don't touch him, it has nothing to do with him.But people always care about, Zihua, Sheng Xiaomo and his junior fellow apprentices, Zhuran's own child, and his apprentice.

But he didn't understand, he didn't understand why this moment came.He couldn't explain why at this moment he thought of the stormy night that night.The rain that night was the biggest he had ever seen in thousands of years.And this night is most like the rain of that night.Even though what happened only a few months ago, he felt that a long, long time had passed. The memory of that night was shrouded in hazy smoke, and even when he spoke, he could only see a figure and he couldn't hear the voice.

Mo Yan stood in the rain, he stood there like a giant pillar.Even in the wind and rain, he didn't see him move more than half a minute.However, no one knows that this long-standing Optimus Pillar is sad.No one knows, including himself.

Mo Yan felt that he was angry, and he needed this rain to quench his anger.He was waiting, waiting for the rain to stop.

......

On the second day, when Liuyin opened the door, what caught his eyes was not the green trees and grass, but a figure from the back, tall and majestic, as if it could support the entire sky.Liuyin bowed and saluted: "Master."

"En." Mo Yan responded, tightly holding the hands in his sleeves, the two were silent for a while, and Mo Yan said: "I accidentally made a mistake in yesterday's pen, I am not used to the pen I brought up next, You can help me buy another set."

Liu Yin lowered her head, looked at her toes, and replied respectfully: "Yes."

Mo Yan stood there without looking back, he seemed to have something to say, but in the end he just turned around and left.Liu Yin leaned against the door, watching him go away.

In fact, now that things have happened, Master, whether you are unintentional or not, whether you are used to it or not, these words are no longer important.Master, what are you thinking about?Ayin seems to understand you less and less.

Liu Yin leaned against the door, feeling a little lost.In the end, he hooked his lips and ate three catties of Coptis chinensis.

The author has something to say: the most abusive part may be coming soon~ [cover your face]

And because Jiezhi’s summer vacation is coming to an end QAQ, so I will have an extra meal tomorrow~~

Then it will still be updated every three days, the main reason is that there are too many pits [cover face], so I wrote a book, and Jiezhi died [flutter on the street]

☆、Chapter 42