Buddhism

Chapter 91

Kong Qing fell into a drowsy sleep for several days, and finally woke up.Chitong has been guarding him all the time, so the first person he sees when he wakes up is Chitong.When he woke up, it was midnight, and the surrounding light was very dim. On the candlestick not far away, there were a few faint blue lights, and the lights flickered on and off, beating quietly.

The light flickered on and off, and through the dim light, Kong Qing could clearly see the red pupils leaning against his bed with his eyes slightly closed.Under the dim light, Chitong's facial features became softer, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to have a sadness that he couldn't let go of in his light sleep.

The curly eyelashes that merged together trembled slightly, and when Kong Qing was unprepared, Chi Tong opened his eyes and met Kong Qing's black and white eyes that were looking at him in a daze.

"Are you awake? Do you feel okay?" Chi Tong leaned over, touched Kong Qing's forehead, and smiled slightly.

Chi Tong's smile was very elegant, but Kong Qing felt inexplicable warmth, the warmth was like the warm sun in winter.The sunlight was shining, gradually warming his already numb and cold body and heart.

What hit the tip of his nose was the unique deserted fragrance of Chitong, and the palm on his forehead was slightly cool.The familiar smell lingered at the tip of his nose, and the faint smile instantly illuminated the dark and gloomy time he had experienced some time ago, when he was hungry and frightened.

He remembered that it was Chitong who saved him a long time ago, that was the first time they met.It was he who rescued him from the brink of death.Gave him vital strength, allowing him to be reborn from despair.He deeply remembered that he was about to starve to death at that time, and it was Chitong who gave him a bowl of rice porridge when he woke up.That bowl of glutinous rice porridge is still fresh in his memory.During the most helpless and desperate times in the Dark Wall Stone Prison, Nuoxiang accompanied him all the time.

Kong Qing pulled the corner of his mouth and wanted to smile at Chitong, but the corner of his mouth moved stiffly, but for some reason, he just didn't smile.Suddenly, he felt his nose sore, and his lacrimal gland seemed to be stimulated, and he shed two lines of clear tears unconsciously.

Chi Tong looked at Kong Qing's incomparably calm face and shed two lines of tears, his heart seemed to be hit hard by something, he could feel every part of his whole body struggling and screaming.The beating heart in the left chest seemed to have stopped suddenly, and the heart was in a mess.He stared at Kong Qing in a daze, his heart turned a thousand times, and the words he was about to say were finally stranded in a short silence.

Chitong understands how bewildered and lonely Kong Qing must be in that dark, deep stone prison.What a torment and pain every moment of hunger and hunger is.He knows it all, but he can't guide him when he doesn't understand clearly or show it, and take advantage of it with caring.he can not.

His nails dug deep into his palm, and the blue crescent moon in his palm suddenly bled out because of his increased strength, turning into thin red streams that meandered down along the lines of his palm.He used the pain to remind himself not to do anything overstepping.

He tried his best to restrain himself, fearing that he could not control himself, he hugged Kongqing, he was afraid that after hugging Kongqing, he would pour out all his feelings.He was afraid that Kong Qing would be scared out of his wits afterwards, he was afraid that Kong Qing would leave him, he was afraid...he was afraid too much, he had to worry too much.So much so that in the end, he suppressed all his emotions, only gently and forbearingly wiped away the empty tears, and asked softly, "What's wrong? But what's wrong?"

Kong Qing looked at Chitong and shook his head in a daze.He felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't tell what it was.This strange feeling made him extremely depressed, he didn't know how to release the tightness in his chest, and he had nowhere to rest and vent.

Chi Tong also looked back at him quietly, her eyes were unusually gentle.He lowered his head in a panic, but he didn't see the suppressed emotions in Chitong's eyes and the gradually dimming light in his eyes.

Chitong was silent for a while, before asking: "Are you hungry?"

Subconsciously, Kong Qing didn't dare to look up at Chi Tong, and nodded indiscriminately, his eyes fell on the lower corner of the bed curtain.

In the dark, anxious and anxious, when facing the brink of collapse.All he thought and read was Chitong.Helpless and desperate, he felt that the whole world had abandoned him.Due to the extreme hunger and emptiness of the flesh.He even began to doubt whether the Buddhism and Taoism he practiced could save himself at this time, and he began to waver, what is the purpose of practicing Buddhism and Taoism.

Just when his whole world was about to be overthrown, as long as he thought of Chitong, even if his eyes were still pitch black and miserable, he felt that he could still see a glimmer of light.At that time, he forgot everything, abandoned everything, and the only pillar that allowed him to continue to live was Chitong.

Kong Qing felt that he was inexplicable, the person he was thinking of was clearly in front of him, but why didn't he dare to look at Chitong?

He thought that Chitong might have saved him when he was young, so he took Chitong as his savior as it should be.He regards Chitong as his only spiritual support, and firmly believes that Chitong will fall from the sky again and become his savior.When he woke up, he was not disappointed.

But he inexplicably felt that from the moment he saw Chitong, many things seemed not so pure.He is not satisfied with just looking at Chitong, he seems to want more, to get closer to Chitong.He seemed to have overlooked something very important, but he didn't understand it, and he couldn't even figure out what it was. The feeling that suppressed him made him depressed.

Chitong sighed calmly, and raised his hand to touch Kong Qing's head: "Then I'll make you something to eat, and you can sleep for a while, and I'll call you when you're done."

"Yeah." Kong Qing still lowered his head, he was immersed in his own thoughts, he just wanted to figure out what was going on with him.Then he vaguely responded to Chitong.

Chi Tong looked at Kong Qing's drooping eyelids, frowning slightly, but didn't say anything after all.He instantly healed the wound on his palm, tucked the quilt up for Kong Qing, and went out to prepare food for Kong Qing.

After Chi Tong turned around and the sound of footsteps disappeared, Kong Qing slowly raised his head to look at his leaving back.Chi Tong has a long, well-proportioned figure, and is dressed in red, shining brightly.As soon as Kong Qing's expression fell, Chi Tong seemed to have lost some weight.

As Chitong moved forward, the corner of the clothes he left behind swayed.His red hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, and his thin figure looked very depressed.The wrinkles on the clothes made Kong Qing understand that Chitong probably had been guarding him for a long time.

An inexplicable feeling lingered in Kong Qing's heart, he still couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he could only let out a deep sigh, and the depression in his heart became even worse.

Suddenly, two lines of clear tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of his eyes. Kong Qing raised his hand to catch the tears that were about to fall. He looked down at the teardrops on his fingertips with a shocked and bewildered expression on his face.He hadn't cried for a long time, but today he couldn't control his tears for no reason.He carefully thought about why he was crying. It seemed to be the joy of being reborn after the catastrophe, and there seemed to be inexplicable grievances and sadness, and there seemed to be some kind of escape and panic that had no clear meaning.All the emotions rushed in, and his heart became more and more depressed and stuffy, which made him feel unbearably uncomfortable, and he was at a loss.

This kind of emotion that he can't explain clearly has been entangled with him all the time, making him unable to breathe, and it is extremely uncomfortable to be stuck in his chest.At this moment, it was as if his whole body was tightly entangled by vines, his limbs became more and more tightly entangled, and every corner of his body was being squeezed fiercely.The thick vines strangled his neck, just a little more force, and he might suffocate to death.

Kong Qing covered his chest, frowning, as if something rushed out from the bottom up, suddenly he only felt a fishy mouth, and before he could open his mouth, a bloodstain overflowed from the corner of his mouth, flowing down his neck .The bloody smell rushed straight to his forehead, and the turbulent darkness turned into a raging sea in an instant.Finally unable to control himself, his body sat up subconsciously from the bed, and his slightly sluggish pupils suddenly widened.There was a sharp pain in his chest, he covered his chest, and a violent cough burst out, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Fu Lumo, who was guarding the door, heard the bursts of coughing coming from the hall, and his expression was worried, a little uneasy.He looked left and right, but he didn't see anyone else who could ask for a discussion. After hesitating for a while, he decided to go in and have a look.

Nan Ming didn't go back to bed tonight, maybe he had a discussion with King Jiang Gu too late, and he didn't come back because he was afraid of disturbing Chitong who was taking care of Kong Qing.Chitong's complexion is not very good, just went out, so only the sick little monk is in the dormitory.

Worryingly, Fu Lumo walked in cautiously. After a long period of comparison, he knew how huge his body was.The little human monk held in Chitong's arms was so thin in his eyes, so he should be quite fragile, so he didn't dare to make too much noise.

After he entered the dormitory, he walked lightly behind the dark blue curtain, and saw Kong Qing who was half sitting on the bed, with his left hand tightly clutching the bedclothes in front of his chest, and his right hand covering his mouth and coughing up blood. .

Fu Rumo was greatly shocked and disturbed: "What's wrong with you? Why are you still coughing up blood?" Fu Rumo's voice just recovered was dull and thick.He blurted out like this, without adjusting or controlling his voice, which shocked Kong Qing abruptly.

Kong Qing was startled numbly by his fright, and then a piercing pain came in an instant, and he couldn't stop coughing again.

The scarlet blood dazzled the eyes, and the pained expression was empty, leaving Fu Lumo at a loss.Fu Lumo quickly patrolled around the hall, trying to find a way to relieve Kong Qing's pain. He didn't understand human beings, let alone how to treat them.He couldn't find it at the moment, his hands and feet were numb.

Fu Rumo was very annoyed, just when he needed help, there was no one or demon in front of him who could remind him to help him.The black one-eyed and blue monsters who have been following him have long since gone to sleep, the red pupils are happy and quiet, and the condition of Kong Qing also needs to meditate.So inside and outside the dormitory, apart from him and Kong Qing who was coughing, there were no other living things.

From the time when Chitong robbed Beijun City for the sake of emptiness, and released them, the "criminals" of the demon race, in order to be able to leave smoothly.He stayed there for so many days, and saw that Chi Tong stayed by Kong Qing's side every step of the way, taking care of him and taking care of him in every possible way. Naturally, he could deeply feel how important Kong Qing is to Chi Tong.

If Kong Qing and him belonged to the same demon clan, he could use his magic power to help Kong Qing relieve it, but it was obvious that Kong Qing was not their demon clan. Looking at Kong Qing's pale face and weak body, he probably couldn't bear his magic power.He hesitated, sweating profusely.Finally, he finally came to his senses, instead of being anxious like ants on a hot pot here, he might as well bring rescuers here.

Chi Tong will dispense medicine for Kong Qing, and the decoction is already a senior doctor, no one knows Kong Qing's physical condition better than Chi Tong.So Fu Rumo decided to find Chitong as quickly as possible.When Chitong went out, Fu Lumo paid attention to Chitong's whereabouts. Chitong went to the dining room where he often went to decoct medicine for Kong Qing. Fu Lumo immediately turned around, quickly left the bedroom, and rushed towards the direction where Chitong was. past.

Kong Qing looked at Fu Lumo, who came cautiously and left in a hurry, feeling inexplicable in his heart.Because he subconsciously covered his mouth when he coughed, his palms were stained red with blood.He stared blankly, the blood on his palm flowed from his fingers along the palm lines, his brows furrowed slightly.He was at a loss, not knowing why he was vomiting blood.His head was dizzy, his whole body was weak, and he fell limply back on the bed, his consciousness gradually blurred.

Fu Rumo was big, and the movement caused by his rapid running all the way was not small. The demon soldiers who were watching the night in the demon palace were all shocked by his rushing, rushing figure, and asked him inexplicably: "What happened, why is it like this?" panic?"

But Fu Rumo didn't have time to talk to them at all, and went straight to where Chitong was.The demon soldiers thought for a while, Fu Lumo had always been guarding outside the dormitory, he was so flustered, he must have something to do with a man and a demon living in the dormitory, they thought it was a big deal, and after a few discussions, they decided to go first It is more important to tell Nanming.One person and one demon in the sleeping hall are the honored guests of their young lord, if something happens, they can't bear it.They immediately sent two demons to Nan Ming's meeting hall.

Chi Tong's thoughts were disturbed by Kong Qing's two lines of tears and a bewildered expression.Mind wandering, he stared at the bubbling porridge in the pot in a daze.He didn't notice the movement outside, and he didn't realize that something was wrong until Fu Lumo's huge and strong body stepped over the threshold and ran in front of him vigorously.

Fu Lumo gasped and said: "Little monk, little monk, he coughed up blood!"

Chitong's hand mechanically stirring the porridge in the pot suddenly stopped, and he raised his eyes sharply to look at Fu Lumo.Fu Rumo's voice was hoarse, he was panting again, and he didn't know what he was yelling, Chi Tong couldn't hear exactly what he was saying, but heard the little monk and blood sporadically.Is his panic related to Kong Qing?

Fu Rumo held on to the door, calmed down, and said again: "The little monk coughed violently. Since there was no one in the hall, I went in and took a look, and found that he was coughing up blood!" Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind Walking past him, Chi Tong, who was standing in front of his eyes, disappeared in an instant.

Fu Rumo stared dumbfounded at the spoon that shattered in an instant, and the red pupil who suddenly disappeared, and was dazed for a while.After recovering, he turned around and chased after him.The little monk coughed so badly that the situation was not optimistic.