The Protagonist Just Wants to Fall in Love [MTL]

Chapter 222 Lie to Me

There was only silence in the room.

　　Chu Shun looked at the closed door, threw his robe aside, sat down at the table, and flipped through the mental methods left by the man. What was recorded on it were some mental methods suitable for practicing before building the foundation. There were annotations and modifications in several places. His hand paused slightly while flipping through the text, and his fingertips lingered on the handwriting.

　　He remembered what he said when he heard the man's voice again in the lotus pond.

He asked him if he wanted to become a god.

　　What's the point of becoming a god?

　　As long as he cultivates the Tao from his previous life, he will be able to reach his peak.

　　Throwing the mental method aside, Chu Shun stood up. The man's broad back appeared in his mind, and the firm voice "Trust me" echoed in his ears.

　　He lowered his eyes and raised his hand to touch his shoulder.

　　Nothing has happened in this life yet, will everything be different?

　　On the second day, Chu Shun went to Ling Yugeng's hall to look for him. The disciples outside the door asked him what was the matter. He said that he had some questions about the mental method that Ling Yugeng gave him last night, and he wanted to ask for advice.

　　Ling Yugeng was sitting cross-legged in the hall, and naturally heard the noise outside. What happened last night made him feel that Chu Shun was a little strange, and he didn't want to be too close to him to avoid unnecessary trouble. Since it was not a very important matter, he sent a message to the disciples outside the sect, asking them to say that he was not there.

　　The disciple outside the door said, "The sect master is not in the hall, please go back."

　　Chu Shun asked again: "Where did the master go?"

　　"This is not something you can control." The disciple said, "The leader of the Hehuan Sect can go wherever he wants and will not report to us."

　　"Here." The disciple took out a piece of paper, "If you have any questions, write them down on the paper. When Master comes back, I will show it to him."

　　Chu Shun looked at the paper and pen in his disciple's hand, then turned his head to look at the door, lowered his head for a moment, and said, "I have an injury on my hand, I wonder... could you please write for me?"

　　White mist lingered in the incense burner in the hall. Ling Yugeng closed his eyes and felt the young man's lost back disappear, which inexplicably felt a bit pitiful.

　　After a while, the disciple's voice came from outside the hall, and he said "Come in".

　　The disciple came in and handed him the paper.

　　The ink on the rice paper was not dry yet. Ling Yugeng took it and looked at it for a while. He picked up the pen and wrote on the rice paper. He circled the parts that Chu Shun did not understand, gave a detailed explanation, and handed it to his disciple, asking him to give it to Chu Shun later.

　　Although the disciple didn't understand why Ling Yugeng was clearly inside but told Chu Shun that he was not there, he still responded with a "yes".

　　The boy was growing up, and Ling Yugeng thought of Chu Shun's weak body last night, and ordered: "Go to the back mountain of Elder Meng to buy a few spiritual chickens and make soup for him."

　　You should take good care of your body.

　　An hour later, Chu Shun received a reply from Ling Yugeng. The handwriting on the letter was elegant, vigorous and powerful. It is said that handwriting can reveal a person's character, and this handwriting fits the man's face very well.