Chapter 396: Asking for sincerity in the house, the evil god hides in the templeTick tock~tick tock~
A drizzle mixed with a light breeze suddenly blurred the long corridor of marriage.
The peach grove, drizzle, breeze, long corridors and poetry and paintings seem to bring people back to the familiar March, the season when peach blossoms reflected on one's face and made one's heart beat fast.
At this time of year, everyone will meet the one and only sweetheart in their hearts.
Many people couldn't help but show a trace of longing in their eyes.
I mustered up my courage and opened the door in front of me.
Step in.
In front of them was a pink curtain, separating a man and a woman who were full of expectation.
And at this time.
Song Lin's expression seemed unusually calm.
Looking at a shadowy figure behind the curtain, he said, "Hello."
"Hello."
A pleasant female voice came from behind the curtain.
The sound seemed to be swept into the sky by the spring breeze. It seemed unreal and hollow, with a hint of coolness and was extremely pleasant to the ear.
Song Lin knew.
The voice of the person on the other side has been changed by the formation here.
This is a bit like Hou Yuanxi, but most likely not.
After all, there are 1,800 rooms in the Corridor of Marriage, and the probability of meeting someone is too small, too small.
Even if it is, it doesn’t matter.
In Song Lin's heart, Hou Yuanxi was just a senior sister. And in this life, she seemed to be very disgusted with men.
The two of them didn't come here to seek marriage at all.
Mind this.
Song Lin said, "Actually, I didn't come here today to find my matchmaking."
"..."
silence.
The woman opposite was silent for a moment, then said, "Me neither."
Song Lin could tell that she didn't seem to be in a good mood.
"Well, excuse me for bothering you."
Song Lin said softly.
"Ah."
There was a sound of someone getting up from the other side.
At the same time, Song Lin turned around and walked towards the gate.
crunch~
The two of them paused at the same time.
The door was not open.
Song Lin's eyes fell on a wooden sign hanging by the door.
【Meeting is fate, it is good to come together and it is good to part. This door is closed and can be opened in half an hour. If the pilgrims who come here have something on their mind, why not open your heart and talk freely with strangers. 】
【It may help to solve your confusion temporarily. 】
Half an hour.
Song Lin was silent for a while.
He turned and walked to the only chair in the room and sat down.
I am not here to cause trouble today. It would be ungraceful if I break the ban with violence.
The same noise was heard from behind the curtain.
Apparently the woman opposite made the same choice.
silence.
The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.
"Miss, are you worried about something?" Song Lin asked.
"Yeah." The woman seemed to nod.
"Since we're here, why not..." Song Lin said hesitantly.
"it is good."
There came a reply from the other side.
Song Lin was slightly stunned.
I never expected that this seemingly cold woman would answer so straightforwardly.
Such a temperament.
She really is a bit like my senior sister who dares to love and hate.
A moment of silence.
Song Lin hadn't thought of what to say yet.
The person on the other side first asked: "Do you have a sweetheart?"
"Yes, and maybe not."
Song Lindao.
“Yes, yes. No, no.” said the woman.
"This..." Song Lin hesitated.
As for Tan Tai Xuan Yin, he really didn't know whether he was sincere to her.
Maybe there was such a moment.
But he himself couldn't tell whether it was pity or some other emotion.
"That means you don't love her enough."
The person on the other side answered for Song Lin.
"probably."
Song Lin couldn't help scratching his head.
"It must be." The woman said, "If I decide to love someone, I will definitely do everything for him and stay with him until death. If... he also has me in his heart."
The voice was extremely firm.
However, when Song Lin heard it, he seemed to feel a hint of sadness.
"how about you."
Song Lin asked back.
"I have."
The woman hesitated for a moment.
"It seems that we all came here by accident."
Song Lin smiled.
"Yes."
The figure opposite seemed to nod.
"Since the girl has someone in her heart, why not be with him?"
Song Lin felt that both of them were gradually letting go.
It is like talking to a stranger, not knowing each other, and telling each other your secrets, which is also a very interesting and meaningful thing.
This is similar to an alternative spiritual practice.
Many people have things hidden in their hearts.
Even when facing the people closest to me, I can't express it in words.
On the contrary, I felt much more relieved when I opened my heart to a stranger.
I believe the person on the other side feels the same way.
"Because... he doesn't have me in his heart. I can feel it! I am very close to him, but he... is very, very far away from me." The woman said softly.
"I hate him!"
Hear the words.
Song Lin's heart was shocked.
Even through a layer of curtain, he could still feel the thick atmosphere of resentment coming from the other side.
Let such an infatuated woman turn from love to hate.
What kind of beastly thing had her lover done?
"So, you chose to leave?"
Song Lin asked curiously.
"If he doesn't have me in his heart, then I... don't want to disturb him anymore." The woman's voice gradually became lower.
“Can you tell me your story?”
Song Lin sat up straight and put on a listening attitude.
however.
The person on the other side was silent.
"Sorry, I am being presumptuous." Song Lin said apologetically.
for a long time.
A woman's pretended relaxed voice came from behind the curtain: "It's just some worldly affairs. In front of the great path of cultivation, love between men and women is not worth mentioning." "It seems that the girl is ready to concentrate on cultivation?" Song Lin said.
"What about you?" the woman asked.
"A real man should build a career first and then start a family." Song Lin said seriously.
"really."
A sneer came from the other side: "All men in the world are ungrateful."
"Who said that?"
Song Lin retorted loudly.
"You are no different from that person in essence." The woman said coldly.
"How can one achieve both in this world, without letting down the world and without letting down you?" Song Lin said.
"Every unfaithful person says this," said the woman.
"It is irresponsible to make a promise rashly." Song Lin retorted.
"If your shoulders are broad enough, you can naturally shoulder all the responsibilities."
"What if it's not wide enough?"
The two of them started arguing with each other.
"If it's not wide enough and you still want to force yourself to bear the responsibility, that's irresponsible. This kind of male chauvinism is the most disgusting!" The woman's tone was cold and full of disgust.
"What nonsense!"
Song Lin stood up suddenly: "Everyone has his own responsibilities. If everyone thinks this way, wouldn't it be..."
"Can't women take responsibility?"
The woman behind the curtain also stood up.
She was tall and had sharp eyes, like a determined sword piercing the curtain and confronting Song Lin.
"This……"
Song Lin was stunned.
this moment.
He couldn't help but think of Xie Muxue who had fought alongside him three thousand years ago, and Feng Xuejun who risked everything to activate the Sword of Five Generations, but ended up breaking the sword and dying.
I thought of the Sword Master Saint Tan Tai Xuan Yin.
Each of them is a heroine, no less capable than any man.
Everyone has the world in mind and shoulders his or her own responsibilities!
It's just because they are all very nice to me.
Song Lin never thought that beneath their delicate appearance, they also had an unwavering sword heart.
Who says women are inferior to men?
The word "responsibility" does not distinguish between men and women.
As long as you are a human being, you have your own responsibilities.
"Feel sorry."
Song Lin lowered his head for the first time.
For the first time, I felt that it was really selfish for me to take all the responsibilities on myself in the past.
And conceited!
"..."
His apology made the woman opposite him at a loss as to what to do.
There was a long silence.
He said blankly: "No, nothing."
The atmosphere became awkward again.
for a long time.
A puff of green smoke blew through the room.
The door clicked and opened a little automatically.
The two of them came back to their senses.
I realized that this brief exchange had come to an end.
Song Lin stood up.
Walked towards the door silently.
Behind.
The woman stared blankly at his illusory back.
Suddenly he whispered, "Thank you, stranger."
Song Lin paused.
A smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Actually, put yourself in their shoes. I think your sweetheart may not be what you think. You said I am irresponsible, but aren't you also avoiding it?"
Say it.
He pushed the door open and walked out, his figure disappearing into the curtains.
The woman was left alone in a daze.
Today’s encounter.
This gave both of them different perspectives on their own inner selves.
It’s just that some love-hate entanglements are really, really difficult and cannot be completely resolved in just a few words.
After a while.
Song Lin met Hou Yuanxi at the exit of the Marriage Corridor.
Her expression remained the same, as if nothing had changed.
Facing Song Lin's suspicious look, he glared at him coldly: "Boy, what are you looking at?"
"No, it's nothing."
Song Lin hurriedly withdrew his gaze.
Doubts abounded in my mind.
Was the person who just talked to me Hou Yuanxi?
An ordinary woman could not say such impressive words. Even Tan Tai Xuan Yin was still very immature.
At least she couldn't say it before.
and.
She didn't come here today either.
But Hou Yuanxi's personality doesn't seem to be that sentimental... right?
"One thousand eight hundred rooms, is it really such a coincidence? If Senior Sister really hates Senior Brother, then...what happened in the last two lives?"
"That's why Senior Sister Hou hates men so much in this life."
Song Lin felt confused.
"Is it really her? Maybe... everyone has a sentimental heart hidden under their sturdy exterior?"
A few moments.
The two figures disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Shui Qianrou poked her head out stealthily and pulled out a woman behind her.
He waved to the five people who were looking over at the other side and said, "Come here!"
"Sister Shui."
"Have you ever met anyone similar to the senior sister?" Shui Qianrou had a gossipy expression.
"No."
The five people shook their heads in unison.
It turned out that she had already found out everything about the Marriage Temple, and she had dragged everyone here today just to listen to some gossip.
After all the planning, I ended up with nothing.
"Is that so..." Shui Qianrou showed a look of regret.
"Thank you, nephew. I'm leaving now."
"Ah."
Xie Muxue looked back at the Corridor of Marriage.
Three quarters of an hour later.
Song Lin and Hou Yuanxi walked across the Lover's Bridge, passed the Marriage Tree, and turned around the Wishing Well.
Take a quick look and don't stop.
After passing more than a dozen scenic spots and historical sites, we finally arrived at the main hall of the Temple of Marriage.
The air was filled with the scent of incense.
The two of them stepped into the hall.
At first glance, you can see a statue in the hall with two horns on its head, which looks like a dragon or a monster. Its ten-foot-tall body seems to be spliced together, like a sculpture of an ancient evil god.
"hold head high--"
A roar sounded from the darkness.
It seems to come from ancient times, full of barbarism and wildness.
The two of them were stunned where they were.
The upper and lower body of this sculpture... they are all so familiar with it!
(End of this chapter)
