CHAPTER XX

"Real ......" Shi'er had just come back from sword practice, sweating, wearing a short shirt, cuffs and trousers were tied up, and his hair was tied in a small bun at the back of his head to reveal his smooth forehead, and the beads of sweat on his forehead were shining in the dark twilight.

At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and thick rain clouds crept into the sky, pressing the canopy low.

Lin Mu paused, didn't pay attention to him, and still said to Zhuo Yangming: "Senior brother, go slowly." ”

"Real ...... Real people want to leave?" Shi'er asked with a panicked face.

Zhuo Yangming stopped, turned his head to look at Shi'er, and then looked at Lin Muyi, still expressionless.

Lin Muyi clenched his fist, then let go, and repeated again: "Senior brother, go slowly." ”

"Real person!" Seeing that Lin Muyi had always ignored him, Shi'er looked incredulous, seeing that Zhuo Yangming was about to leave, he didn't care about any etiquette, and pulled Zhuo Yangming's sleeve: "Teach the real person!

Zhuo Yangming paused, stretched out his palm and stroked the top of his head.

Lin Muyi frowned, and scolded: "Shi'er!"

Shi'er didn't dare to look at him, and his dark eyes were still firmly staring at Zhuo Yangming: "Shi'er...... Shi'er doesn't want to leave the real person! Can Shi'er not go with the real person?"

Zhuo Yangming's hand stopped on the top of his head, did not speak, and looked back at Lin Muyi.

When Lin Mu saw him looking so ignorant, he couldn't help but get angry again, and lowered his voice: "Shi'er! Quickly let go of Senior Brother Zhang!

Shi'er trembled with fright by his voice, but he still held the corner of Zhuo Yangming's clothes tightly and refused to let go.

Lin Mu was angry that he was so stubborn and disobedient, stepped forward and pulled his hand stiffly, pulled out the corner of Zhuo Yangming's clothes, and said, "Senior brother is leaving, I won't send senior brother." ”

Zhuo Yangming didn't say anything, glanced at Lin Muyi deeply, and saw that he was pulling Shi'er with an angry face, but he still didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

Shi'er's hand was tightly pulled in Lin Muyi's hand, and it hurt. He suddenly lowered his head as if he was deflated, no longer pestering Zhuo Yangming, and no longer asking anything, Ren Lin Muyi took his hand and stood beside him obediently, watching Zhuo Yangming's sword leave.

When Zhuo Yangming walked away, Lin Muyi lowered his head to look at Shi'er, and saw that his head was hanging down, and he only saw that the small bun on the top of his head seemed to be lifeless. Lin Muyi sighed, pulled Shi'er back to the house, sat down at the table, and pulled Shi'er in front of him.

Shi'er still lowered her head and stood in front of Lin Muyi, silent. The head is buried deep in the chest, and there is no expression in sight.

Lin Muyi raised his hand and pinched his chin to lift his little head, only then did he see him look like he was about to cry, he frowned again, tried hard to control his feelings, and said in a good voice: "The real person is going out for a while, and Shi'er is too young to follow me." He paused, and then said, "The real person has already told the real person in charge of the sect, so it's good for Shi'er to go to the real person in charge of the sect first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi'er's tears were already dripping silently.

Lin Muyi's heart trembled, but he still continued ruthlessly: "The real person in charge is countless times better than the real person here, there is Senior Brother Sang Qing there, and there are other senior brothers to accompany you, and the real person in charge also promised that I will take good care of you, and you can learn skills from the real person in the future." The real person in charge is much more capable than me, and if Shi'er follows the real person in charge, he will definitely become very powerful. ”

Shi'er still didn't say a word, a pair of watery eyes stared straight at Lin Muyi, two lines of tears fell down his cheeks, dripping on the front of his clothes into deep dots.

Lin Muyi looked at his eyes, seeing that his reflection in his eyes was clear and slowly blurred, and suddenly felt upset, and his tone was also broken: "Did you hear what I said?!"

Shi'er sobbed slightly, and choked up, "Real person...... Real people, don't leave them behind...... Real people, don't pick up children......" As soon as he opened his mouth, he couldn't stop crying, and when he said that he couldn't speak, he cried even more, and the tears flowed down like he couldn't stop.

"Enough!" Lin Muyi was cried by him like a cat's paw scratching in his heart, scolded him, and saw that he was still crying, so he had to say patiently: "Shi'er is too young, the outside is not as good as at home, where can I take care of you?"

Shi'er shook her head vigorously, crying so that her voice was intermittent: "Real person...... Real people and deceitful people...... Reality...... The real person is gone...... If you're gone, you won't ...... Won't be coming back...... Reality...... No...... Won't ask for ...... again It's going to be picked up......"

The kid didn't know anything, but his instincts were very accurate. He didn't know what Lin Muyi was going to do, nor did he know where he was going or how long he was going. But he just knew that as soon as the real person left, he would leave him completely. He can't let the real person go, he can't let the real person leave him, he can't let the real person disappear into his world forever.

As soon as Lin Mu was poked by him, he was annoyed and angry, he slapped the table heavily in anger, and his voice couldn't help but become louder: "Nonsense! Where did I lie to you!"

Shi'er just couldn't stop crying. He didn't know when he had ever cried like this. He had barely shed a tear for as long as he could remember. Even when Granny Hong, who loved him the most in the past, left, he just secretly wiped his tears and didn't dare to cry out loud. A child who doesn't hurt is not qualified to cry.

But now, he didn't know what else he could do but cry. He was held by a great fear of being abandoned, and he could not break free.

He didn't know what abandonment was. He didn't know what that feeling was. He only knew that Lin Muyi didn't want him anymore and was going to give him away. He wanted to hug Lin Muyi tightly and beg him not to leave him, but he knew that Lin Muyi would not listen to him. He could do nothing but cry. This great fear oppressed him, making him almost breathless, barely able to think, and he could do nothing but cry. For the first time, he felt his own powerlessness, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't change anything, he could only cry out in spite of it.

Lin Muyi was so anxious by his crying that he slapped the table again, shouting: "Enough!

Shi'er raised his misty eyes and glanced at him, his voice gradually quieted down, and he pleaded, "Real person...... Please, real people, don't give me away...... I...... I can walk with a real person...... I can take care of myself...... Definitely won't cause trouble to real people...... Please be a real person, will you take me with you...... Don't give me away......" He cried so much that he couldn't speak clearly.

Lin Mu said angrily: "You kid, why are you so ignorant! If you go to the real person in charge of the sect, will it still hurt you? ! How many people squeeze their heads and want to go to Feilai Peak, there is no way, what do you know!"

Shi'er shook her head desperately: "Don't! Don't! Shi'er won't go anywhere! Shi'er just wants to follow the real person......"

"Shut up!" Lin Mu stood up suddenly. The kid didn't listen at all, Lin Muyi's patience ran out, and he directly ordered, "Don't cry! Go back to your own house! Pack up your things, and I'll take you to the real person in charge tomorrow!"

Shi'er was so frightened by his words that she even forgot to cry, and fell to her knees in a hurry, hugged Lin Muyi's legs, and said loudly: "Don't! Don't! Shi'er won't teach the real person! Shi'er just follow the real person! Please...... Please don't drive me away......" said wow wow and cried again, rubbing all the tears and snot onto Lin Mu's legs.

Lin Muyi was suddenly hugged by his leg, and he was angry: "Let go! What do you look like like this!" Saying that he was about to leave, he didn't want to pick up his innate divine power, and he had practiced the sword for more than half a year, and his strength was infinite, he couldn't break free for a while, and he heard Shi'er still crying in his ears, so he raised his leg and kicked Shi'er in a fit of anger.

Lin Muyi Jindan mid-stage cultivation, if he uses real power, where can such an eight-year-old child be compared? Shi'er was kicked away by him and thrown aside, as if his heart was also broken by this kick. Even the physical pain is not as good as the overwhelming pain in the heart.

Finished. The real person really doesn't want him anymore.

Shi'er curled up on the ground, hugged her sore stomach, buried her head deep in her arms, and the sound of whimpering sobs came out, muffled and heavy, and Lin Mu's heart tightened for a while.

Lin Muyi looked at the small lump of Shi'er on the ground, gritted his teeth, was ruthless, took two steps forward, took Shi'er's collar, lifted him up, didn't look at his little face as if he had been washed with tears, carried him out, threw him outside the door, and said coldly: "Go back to your own house, pack up your things, and I'll take you to Feilai Peak early tomorrow morning!"

When you become a seal one day, you will know how ridiculous your attachment is today.

Lin Mu turned around and entered the house, slammed the door, and closed the door in front of Shi'er.

The clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the sky darkened, and with a thunderclap, the electric light pierced the sky, and the heavy rain poured down, and Shi'er lay on the ground, feeling that the whole world had collapsed.