After closing the door, Lin Kun sat down on a chair. Then he adjusted his breathing, poured himself a cup of tea, and poured it into his stomach.

After putting down the teacup in his hand, Lin Kun was a little distracted, staring at the position of the window for several breaths. When the young man came to his senses, he stretched out his left hand and pulled down the hat of his cloak, and then put his face in the sun.

After that, Lin Kun lazily leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes, and I don't know how long it took, Lin Kun never opened his eyes, probably accidentally fell asleep.

After another period of time, Lin Kun finally opened a pair of eyes, he swallowed a large mouthful of energy in the air, and felt that it was quite good. After casually adjusting it, the son of the Lin family began to cultivate in the Wang family.

This time, Lin Kun had been cultivating until the middle of the night, and the time had just ended. I saw that this young man opened his eyes, and just as Lin Kun opened his eyes, a faint brilliance flashed from his eyes, and then disappeared.

The moonlight was very good tonight, and when Lin Kun saw the moonlight outside spilling down and shining on the floor of the room, he suddenly had a feeling in his heart that he wanted to enjoy the moon.

Pulling open the door and walking into the courtyard, the first thing Lin Kun saw was a little bamboo.

Tonight, when a breeze came from afar, and when it passed through the small bamboo, it suddenly made those bamboos make a crisp and pleasant sound, making the whole yard quite rhythmic. After another moment, I saw a lot of fireflies flying out of the ground, although they are not high-level creatures, but their fireflies are the most romantic existence in this stormy world.

Seeing such a scene, combined with his mood at the moment, Lin Kun stretched out his hand and conjured up a very exquisite jade flute. Holding the jade flute in his hand, the young man smiled warmly.

Then Lin Kun glanced up at Mingyue, and then he jumped directly onto the roof.

Settled on the roof, Lin Kun danced a beautiful flower with the jade flute in his hand, and then the young man sat down and blew the jade flute in front of the bright moon.

The sound of the flute is melodious and graceful, and from the melody it seems that you can hear the feeling of paradise. Even if a person who doesn't understand music stands here, he can be infected by Lin Kun's music.

The night wind blew a lot of leaves, flew behind Lin Kun, and gradually went into the distance, and I don't know whose house the leaves fell. And on the roof tiles, a young man always played a song with a slight sense of vicissitudes. If there were other people in this place, they would be surprised to open their mouths wide, because the song that the young man was blowing at this time was not like what a young man could do.

At first, it was a normal song, but later, Lin Kun unconsciously joined the mood change, which made the song he blew out have a special breath.

Lin Kun's song at the moment can be shaman, it is very terrifying, and it is also a large-scale attack method. This kind of technique is already a master.

But fortunately, there are no people here, otherwise with the lethality of Lin Kun's song, it is really not something that ordinary martial artists can bear.

The moon stars were sparsely blown by the breeze, and Lin Kun raised his head slightly, and a bright moon could be seen in his eyes. For some reason, the moonlight tonight is quite cool, giving people a very melancholy and strange feeling, which is the same as the expression of the young man at the moment.

In a certain time and space in the past, Lin Kun was an orphan in a small town, as for why he appeared in the town, he didn't know, and he didn't have the heart to think about such a bounded topic, at that time, Lin Kun, he only had one purpose and dream every day, that is, to be able to eat a big meal.

Lin Kun didn't ask for much, as long as he could have a full meal, he would be satisfied. However, even such a small request was like a fantasy in the Arabian Nights, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of despair. But what could he do?

came out to play the jade flute tonight, and Lin Kun remembered him at that time for no reason.

Suddenly, Lin Kun grinned, and this smile caused his song to stop. This was originally a continuous song with a little sadness, but at this time it suddenly stopped, and there was no follow-up, which made the atmosphere completely silent all of a sudden, adding a lot of dead charm.

After this atmosphere lasted for a short time, Lin Kun finally played again.

The song is still the same as before, but the artistic conception is more profound. It sounds infinitely sad, and I can't help but cry.

In a dilapidated alley, Lin Kun from another time and space walked slowly against the wall, his steps staggering, and there were blood stains and bruises hanging from the corners of the boy's mouth.

More than ten minutes ago, the young man who had no money to buy things was caught and beaten by the shopkeeper, and pointed to the young man's nose and scolded: "If you steal Uncle Ben's buns in the future, Uncle Ben will break your legs that are faster than the carriage." ”

After that...... No, it should be that after scolding, the shopkeeper with a mastery demeanor left, put the rolling pin on his right shoulder, and slowly walked away.

After the shopkeeper had been gone for a long time, the boy was still lying on his stomach on the cold bluestone slab. In the words of the boy himself, he doesn't call it a kick-off, he calls it rest.

At this time, the boy was able to escape from the cold, piercing and even more piercing stone ground.

In the alley, the boy who had already walked hundreds of steps stopped, stretched out a free left hand, and pressed the corner of his mouth on the left. It may be because it hurts too much, so the boy doesn't dare to push too hard, he only presses it very lightly, but even so, the boy still twitches.

After grinning for a moment, the boy smiled.

The young man's smile is so sincere and pure, such a pure smile is rare in the world.

Since the boy is an orphan, there is no such thing as a "home" as others say. For the boy, this was the most extravagant and impossible thing in the world, and he didn't dare to think about it.

There was a ruined temple a few hundred meters outside the town, and the boy lived there. Although it was very dilapidated, for the boy, it was his only "home" in this world.

But it seems that there are a lot of difficulties in going home today, but the boy still refuses to give up, gritting his teeth and walking to his home outside the town step by step.

Lin Kun, a young man standing on the roof, played a tune, recalling himself in that time and space, and gradually, it seemed that light and shadow emerged from behind the young man, gradually condensing.

And that light and shadow is the life that the teenager has experienced. Lin Kun turned memories into tangible images, and this ability can be called a fairy-like generosity.