Chapter 60: Died without a splash
Chapter 60: Died without a splash
“Eye of the wind, eye of the wind, eye of the wind…!” Qin Baiqing muttered anxiously, flapping her hands and feet hard, trying to free herself from Feng Budu’s clutches.
Feng Budu mentioned her as soon as they had a disagreement, which made Qin Baiqing feel extremely upset!
She felt that she had become a fruit growing on Feng Budu's body. Once he caught her, she would just rot on the branch and would never fall off!
"Wait a moment," Feng Budu noticed at a glance that many monks appeared out of thin air in the air.
A moment ago, there were only monks here, but the moment the eye of the storm appeared, countless monks suddenly appeared in the sky, in the forest, on the mountain peaks... all of them stared at the eye of the storm with eager eyes.
It turned out that they were all treasure hunters who were not interested in the Zen sound, but were waiting to pluck the eye of the wind.
"Ah——!" Qin Baiqing wailed and hung on Feng Budu in frustration. He stared nervously at the eye of the wind, worried that if someone really took it away, he would not be able to practice anymore.
She doesn't want to be an old person building a foundation.
The three of them were still far away and posed no threat to those who were trying to seize the eye of the storm, so they were naturally ignored by everyone, who rushed towards the eye of the storm one by one.
Then, in the eyes of the three people, this group of people rushing towards the eye of the storm were instantly torn apart by the hunting wind from the periphery the moment they approached the core. Their bodies turned into a brilliant blood mist, which was blown away by the wind in an instant and disappeared into thin air.
A cultivator who was at least at the foundation-building stage was reduced to dust, with no remains left. He died without a single splash.
“Hiss…” Feng Budu took a breath of cold air.
He held Qin Baiqing tighter and tried to persuade her again, "You are still young and have a long way to go. It's not too late for us to find a more interesting martial art."
He would accept that he was weak, but it couldn't be so dangerous!
“No, no!” Qin Baiqing somersaulted and managed to break free from Feng Budu’s grasp. Finally free, she happily ran towards the eye of the storm, her back leaping with joy.
It seems there is honey ahead.
But in Feng Budu's eyes, it was real arsenic.
He seemed to see the scene of Qin Baiqing being torn into pieces. The child was small, so the bloodstain must have been smaller than that of others. The wind in the valley never stopped, so once the wind blew, everything was gone so lightly.
The eye of the storm only appeared for a moment, and the few points that were just shattered were moving in quickly, but how could Qin Baiqing guarantee that she could find the opportunity for that moment?
Fast or slow, the cause of death is the same.
"I'll go find her." Feng Budu gritted his teeth, told Zhu Fu, and followed decisively.
But he was stopped by Zhu Fu.
"What's wrong with you?" Feng Budu was anxious to go over, but Zhu Fu slowly shook his head and said with a smile: "The time is too short, I'm afraid you won't make it in time."
After saying that, he gestured to Feng Budu to look towards the eye of the wind. He saw that before Qin Baiqing even touched the eye of the wind, the eye of the wind appeared for only a moment before disappearing in an instant. The eternal wind returned to the original place, no different from any other place.
Qin Baiqing, who was at the edge, was dumbfounded when she saw the empty space in front of her.
She hadn't even had the chance to use the skills Zhu Fu taught her, and she had missed a great opportunity. She didn't know when the eye of the storm would appear next time.
"Feng Budu!" Qin Baiqing turned around and looked at him accusingly with wide eyes, then pounced in front of Feng Budu with bared fangs and claws.
Seeing the gloating look in Feng Budu's eyes, Qin Baiqing got really angry and pouted fiercely, "It's all your fault! If you had let me down earlier, I would have caught up."
"I'm doing this for my safety," Feng Budu touched the tip of his nose guiltily, but he was mostly secretly happy.
As soon as he opened his mouth, there was a smile in his voice that made Qin Baiqing even angrier.
She had never felt that Feng Budu was so hideous!
Qin Baiqing was so angry that she stared at the arms that had just lifted her up, gnashing her teeth in her heart, "It was him who caused me to miss the eye of the storm!"
Bad guy, bad hands!
So when Feng Budu tried to hold back his laughter and make himself look more innocent, Qin Baiqing had already made up his mind, found the target and bit it, holding Feng Budu's wrist tightly. "Ah!" Feng Budu subconsciously wanted to break free, so Qin Baiqing was hanging on his wrist and swaying in the air, but he bit harder and harder, biting tighter and tighter.
He has been practicing for so many years and has never suffered such an injury!
"Relax!"
"Um!"
The two looked at each other, and Qin Baiqing still insisted on hanging on his wrist, letting her saliva flow down his sleeve.
"Don't worry, my friend." Zhu Fu, who was watching the fun, ignored the stalemate between the two and added with a smile, "The eye of the storm will appear again, my friend, just wait a little longer."
"Huh!" Qin Baiqing stared at Zhu Fu, refusing to believe the nonsense of these two adults.
"I promise."
Qin Baiqing finally relaxed after Zhu Fu made a promise. After making two "Puh, Puh, Puh" sounds, she looked at Zhu Fu and asked, "When will he show up again?"
“There’s no pattern to this.”
Zhu Fu shook his head calmly, letting Qin Baiqing continue to glare at him. He naturally invited Qin Baiqing and Feng Budu who was rubbing his arm, "You two Taoist friends can follow me to listen to the Guanyin music first, and wait for Fengyan to appear next time."
He looked sincere, "I have studied Guanyin music for many years in this little monk's sect, and I do have some good points."
"Hmph..." This time, Qin Baiqing refused to go with Feng Budu no matter what.
She followed Zhu Fu, asked Zhu Fu to separate the two of them, and unilaterally engaged in a cold war with Feng Budu. In this weird atmosphere, Zhu Fu took the few of them to a secluded place sheltered from the wind.
"It's sheltered from the wind here, so you can't hear clearly, right?" Feng Budu asked puzzledly as soon as he stepped into the land.
"Fellow Daoist Feng will know if you feel it carefully."
This was a location specially selected by the Bodhi Temple. Feng Budu was just complaining casually and did not seriously want to question the professionalism of the Bodhi Temple's music listening service.
So he stopped being suspicious and sat with Zhu Fu. After he calmed down, he realized the mystery of this place.
"There are very few people here," Qin Baiqing simply concluded, "and the wind is quiet, but the Zen spirit it brings is more obvious. It's a good place for quiet meditation."
She saw at a glance that this place was much better than the stone forest just now, so she thanked Zhu Fu sincerely, "Thank you, Zhu Fu."
Then he took out another Zen fruit.
This time, without the sudden interruption of An Shi, the Zen Fruit fell smoothly into Zhu Fu's hands. It was not until Zhu Fu put away the Zen Fruit that they subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.
Then the four of them looked at each other, still laughing.
"An Shi didn't come this time." Feng Budu didn't want to spoil the fun. He raised his eyebrows and made a joke, but he summoned his magic sword and stood not far from the two of them to keep watch.
"You guys continue," he said without turning his head, leaning lazily against a large rock, "If I don't practice Buddhism, I won't share my enlightenment with you guys."
Before he finished speaking, he felt a different aura coming from behind him.
He looked over with a complicated expression and found that it was indeed Qin Baiqing. Her aura had changed drastically and she had actually entered into a state of meditation in the rippling Zen sounds.
(End of this chapter)