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Chapter 162 Farewell to that big brother (8)
There are some things that don’t need to be said too thoroughly, just a little bit, and it’s about it.
As for what Lin Changfeng was thinking, whether he would listen to these words again, no one knew.
Whether it's the master or the younger brother who grew up with him, the relationship between everyone seems very close, but if you really get to know it, it's actually like that. Dadao is merciless. Everyone has the same goal in their hearts. If they worry more, it will be difficult to get out of this chaotic world. This is the most taboo thing for monks.
The monks pay attention to the shallow relationship, and the love stories that touch the folk will only cause a lot of ridicule in the cultivation world. But no matter how much look down on in heart, as Lu Yuezhi said, as long as they haven't ascended, as long as they haven't left this land, they are still humans, people with seven passions, good and evil.
Lu Yuezhi left for a long time. Lin Changfeng finally stood up. When he returned to his residence, it was already in the middle of the moon. He quietly landed in the middle of the front yard. After a while, he walked to his room. When he left, he habitually glanced at Chi Zhao's room. There was no light, and he seemed to be asleep.
This thought had just appeared in my heart, and had not yet fallen, a figure suddenly stood up under the corridor in the distance.
Chi Zhao was originally leaning on the pillars of the cloister. He was thin and he was hidden in the shadows. Lin Changfeng didn’t see him. After he sat up, Lin Changfeng’s eyes hadn’t looked over. After following, Chi Zhao ran out of the corridor, took a few steps, and stood in front of Lin Changfeng. Looking up at him, Chi Zhao pulled the corner of his clothes.
After opening his mouth and then opening his mouth again, Chi Zhao finally squeezed out a faint sentence, "Brother...I have finished chanting the Purifying Heart Mantra. It's a full hour without being lazy."
Now three hours have passed since Lin Changfeng assigned him the task of reciting the Heart Mantra. He spent one hour reciting the Heart Mantra, and the remaining two hours were thinking about how he should admit his mistakes, although he still didn’t think There was nothing wrong with chasing away the female disciple himself, but he really took what Lin Changfeng had said before as deaf ears.
After two hours of brewing, all kinds of rhetoric were rehearsed. As a result, Lin Changfeng did not come back, and just ten minutes before he returned, Chi Zhao fell asleep.
When he was awakened by the slight footsteps again, all those rehearsed words had been forgotten, and he could only speak instinctively.
Fortunately, opened a head in the front, and it is not difficult to say at the back.
Chi Zhao lowered his head, not daring to look at Lin Changfeng's expression. After all, this man was very angry before he left, and even if he didn't get angry later, he still looked blank. Chi Zhao looked at the ground while stealing the bell, and continued to stumble and say: "I was wrong, brother, I won't lose my temper anymore. I will definitely listen to you in the future. I will also recite the Qingxin curse. You, you can't be angry Yet?"
His appearance was too cramped and nervous, as if Lin Changfeng's words could determine his next destiny. Anyone who saw this scene would say that Chi Zhao is really a good brother, and Lin Changfeng, as a brother, is also extremely majestic.
Lin Changfeng looked at the top of Chi Zhao's head, but frowned.
——He shouldn't be like this.
Lin Changfeng felt surprised when this sentence appeared in his heart out of thin air. But thinking about it carefully, it seems that he felt this way since he first saw Chi Zhao.
Chi Zhao thought that Lin Changfeng noticed him the first time. It was after he tested Linggen. In fact, it was not. The moment Lin Changfeng just walked into the main hall, he saw him stuck in the crowd, saying nothing. will take a pair of eyes looking at people around the pool.
His gaze shifted from everyone’s face, as if he was looking for something. Sect master, elder, peak master, and disciple in charge, no matter what their status, there seemed to be no difference in his eyes. He looked at people’s gaze, It's not like looking at people, it's like looking at a string of meaningless symbols.
After searching several times, his gaze finally fixed on their masters and apprentices. While his smart eyes were watching them, his brows frowned unconsciously, as if he had encountered something very distressing, no one noticed. When Lin Changfeng met his eyes inadvertently, his fingertips stiffened slightly.
But after Chi Zhao quickly moved away and continued to look at Lu Yuezhi beside him, there was a little undetectable loss in his heart.
He is not someone who will cause trouble for himself. In fact, Xu Shiqing should have come to teach Chi Zhao. Even if Chi Zhao is practicing fast, Xu Shiqing was able to teach him a few years ago, but he didn't discuss it with anyone. Brought Chi Zhao to his side. Faced with the question of the real person in the night, he also gave a high-sounding explanation.
He naturally knows how special Yinlinggen is. He also knows how much energy it takes to teach a Yinlinggen, not to mention that he has seen the process of Yinlinggen turning from extreme to extreme decline before. The pain has never been the person with the Yin Spirit roots, but the people left by him.
Ordinary people always say that the way of heaven is reincarnation, so, is this his fate?
If it doesn't count, how can you explain it. From the first second Chi Zhao appeared before his eyes, his eyes, his heart, and his limbs were no longer under his control?
Closing his eyes, Lin Changfeng lowered his eyes and said, "I am angry, not because you lost your temper."
Chi Zhao raised his head, somehow he didn't understand what he said.
These eyes are still as pure and distinct as they saw in the hall that day, but now, these eyes are not as hollow and calm as they were when they first saw them. His eyes are full of Lin Changfeng's figure, and There was care and concentration in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
"I'm angry..." Lin Changfeng paused, and then he twitched the corners of his lips very lightly. He had never seen him smile, and Chi Zhao's eyes became round. "I am angry because I am afraid that you will be Those chaotic emotions interfered, and finally went crazy."
Chi Zhao looked at him in shock, and Lin Changfeng faced him with a silly look, and asked him, "Chi Zhao, will you be insane?"
Lin Changfeng asked this sentence in a very ordinary tone, but Chi Zhao found an inexplicable fragility and anxiety in his pretending calm expression. Chi Zhao didn’t know where the fragility came from, but it’s not. Delayed his passionate package ticket.
"I definitely won't! Hmm!"
He looked too confident, so confident that people couldn’t believe it, but just such a sentence that no one would believe, instantly extinguished the faint panic in Lin Changfeng’s heart, and the smile on his lips deepened. , Reached out his hand and touched Chi Zhao's head, he asked again, "Are you sleepy?"
Chi Zhao shook his head, "I just slept, so I'm not sleepy anymore."
In fact, this is a lie. Give him a pillow and he can fall asleep right here. However, when Lin Changfeng asks this question, there must be follow-ups. Bright moon, breeze, two people, night, these elements are combined together, then It's the best time to fall in love. He has been here for almost a year. Lin Changfeng stays a little longer except when he comes to teach him, but he can't find anyone he wants to find.
Sometimes Chi Zhao felt like a harem concubine, hoping for the stars and the moon every day, hoping that Emperor Lin would be lucky to come to him.
...
Hearing him saying that he was not sleepy, Lin Changfeng took him to the backyard and dug up a jar of wine from the big tree in the yard that had lived for thousands of years. Knowing that he was letting himself drink with him, Chi Zhao was very incomparable. Standing on the side obediently, without saying anything, just watching.
Chi Zhao’s fantasy meeting place is either the cool and open roof, or the stone table in the courtyard under Hua Qianyue. No matter what, it’s the informal sitting on the ground with the old tree back. No matter which one, Chi Zhao feels very Romantic, but he never expected that Lin Changfeng would take him to such a place to drink.
Sitting at the bottom of the black cliff, the wind was whistling, Chi Zhao was a little scared, he wanted to sit next to Lin Changfeng, but when he moved his upper body, he heard the low growl of some large carnivore in his ears. , It sounds right to my ears, in fact Chi Zhao is several miles away from it, and the reason it feels close at hand is that the creature is too big, about the same size as a prehistoric behemoth.
Chi Zhao stiffened and did not dare to move.
Just as Lin Changfeng didn't hear the roar of the giant beast, he took out two cups from the storage ring, poured himself a cup, and then poured another cup for Chi Zhao.
Chi Zhaogang was about to bring it over, thinking of something, his whole body was excited.
"Brother, I drink very poorly."
This is what it means to decline, but Lin Changfeng turned his head and glanced at him, "How bad is it?"
Chi Zhao: "...very very bad. After drinking, I will become another person." Still another sand sculpture.
Lin Changfeng paused with the wine glass in his hand. He did not force it, but felt a little regretful, "I brought this beautiful lady from my mortal home and buried it under the hibiscus. It has been more than 600 years now. Today This is the first time to open the altar. Except for the sect banquet, I have never had a drink with anyone. I wanted to experience the toasting of friends mentioned by the previous people. Since you are not good at drinking, then..."
Before the last sentence was finished, Chi Zhao snatched the wine glass in his hand, half a cup.
Lin Changfeng: "..."
After a long time, he laughed: "Didn't it mean that the drinker is poor?"
Chi Zhao wiped his mouth and said vaguely: "It's okay, I can hold on."
After more than 600 years of storage, no matter how bad the wine is, it will become very mellow. Chi Zhao drank it too fast, and he didn’t get any taste. According to his previous drinking volume, two or three cups of white wine were his peak. After half a cup, he didn't think there was any problem, but he couldn't speak too early.
So Chi Zhao turned his head quickly, and he seriously told Lin Changfeng, "If I'm drunk, don't talk to me, just punch me out."
Lin Changfeng: "Is it so serious?"
Chi Zhao sighed, "It's more serious than you can imagine. The most terrible thing is that I never remember what I did when I was drunk. I can't remember a bit. It's terrible."
The more he thought about it, the more terrible he became, Chi Zhao quickly picked up the wine glass and drank the remaining half.
Lin Changfeng: "..."
The old wine was adjusted long, with a lingering aftertaste, and great stamina. At first Chi Zhao was really not drunk. Lin Changfeng didn't say much, he didn't say anything. The two of them just drank one cup after another, and Lin Changfeng didn't mean to stop him. If he wants it, he will give it to him until he no longer wants it.
Chi Zhao had been holding an empty wine glass for quite a while. A beautiful lady was half drunk. Lin Changfeng drank as much as Chi Zhao, but he looked the same as before. He looked at Chi Zhao now. Tilting his head, he whispered, "Chi Zhao?"
Chi Zhao turned his head quickly, "What are you doing?"