Since Yin Xiaodao learned the meaning of the sign, he was very optimistic, and even encouraged Lan Yan.

Lan Yan was eating dried steamed buns at that time, and he almost choked to death from the steamed buns. After taking a quick sip of water, it took him a long time to get his breath. I said...... Don't take the old monk's words too seriously. "She didn't ask God for anything, she was weird. However, he didn't know which way the gods were in charge of drug rehabilitation.

"I'll help." She certainly won't be all dependent on the Buddha.

He swallowed the whole steamed bun, "You don't want to tie me up, do you?" "It's all played like this on TV, and she is highly forced, and eighty percent of them will adopt the method of countering violence with violence.

"Yes." She's calm.

Lan Yan froze, "Do you want to be so honest." ”

She continued: "I tie you up at night. ”

He glanced at her, "It's too heavy/mouth, I don't play with this." Moreover, your method is more suitable for adulterated drugs. "The purity of what he smokes is very high, and he doesn't rely on other means to detoxify, and it will be worse than death.

She stopped the action of stuffing rice, "Drugs are also fake?" ”

"Otherwise, how can it be called a copycat country." Many of the drugs on the market today are of poor quality, and the drug/traffickers who change hands will mix other powders to raise their weight to make a high price. Of course, in this case, the addiction is not so strong. If the will is strong enough, the success rate of dry abstinence is still there.

She sternly stood up, "Then how are you going to quit?" ”

"I want to know that I will quit early, and it will be your turn to ask for a signature?" Lan Yan sandwiched a piece of tofu, and then saw that her dish was half empty, so he put the piece of tofu on her plate. "There are only tofu and vegetables here, and I eat more rice." After a pause, his tone became fierce, "Don't rumble in the middle of the night and make noise to me." ”

"Okay." As Yin Xiaodao spoke, he had already solved a bowl of rice. She bit her chopsticks and comforted, "Take your time, you'll quit." ”

Lan Yan looked up at her.

She still has a smooth face, but her eyes are a little different. In this world, she is probably the only one who will talk to him about drug rehabilitation as usually.

He replied, "Yes." ”

Hearing this, Yin Xiaodao got up and went to the window to fill the rice, which was full.

The canteen master of the monastery is not very friendly.

She ignored it.

Lan Yan told her that the rice was delivered. So she can eat a lot.

Only when he is full can he have the strength to protect him.

Maybe it was Lan Yan's painful appearance in the afternoon that made Yin Xiaodao worry about it, and her mind was full of drug rehabilitation. It suddenly occurred to her that she didn't know if her grandfather knew how to quit drugs.

So after eating, she called Hengguan.

Her phone is an old model. When Lan Yan first saw it, he sneered, "You're still alive in the nineties." ”

She wasn't impressed. For her, the mobile phone is just a communication tool.

It was Yin's father who answered the phone, and when he heard that his daughter was looking for her grandfather, Yin's father was a little strange. However, he still asked Yin Xiaorui to call Grandpa Yin over.

Grandpa Yin is in his seventies, his body is healthy, and his laughter is very loud, "Knife!" The voice came out through the receiver of the phone, and even the blue flame next to him could hear it.

"Hello grandpa." Yin Xiaodao's face eased a little, and then he went straight to the point and asked about drugs.

Lan Yan glanced over and saw her expression. His mood was like discovering a new continent. It turned out that she was not facial paralysis.

Yin Xiaodao and Grandpa Yin talked for a while, and some words of traditional Chinese medicine popped up.

Blue Flame crossed Erlang's legs beside him. What TCM therapy and dry abstinence have in common is that it is of little use to addicts who are accustomed to high purity. However, Chinese medicine can slightly suppress the pain of addiction.

He knows that there is little hope of quitting drugs, so he can't talk about pessimism or optimism. But he was in a relaxed mood right now.

Yin Xiaodao's slightly deep voice wrapped around his ears, causing the corners of his mouth to rise. It turned out that he had already given up his life, and someone else was working hard for him. As he got stuck in the mire and sank deeper and deeper, she reached out to him on the shore.

It's a good feeling to be cherished.

After Yin Xiaodao hung up the phone, he pondered for a long time.

She turned around and saw Blue Flame leisurely.

She glanced at the clock. "Are you okay today?" On weekdays, this clock is when he is addicted.

"Well, not tonight." He almost didn't die in the afternoon. Perhaps it was because of the previous overdose that his body is not experiencing withdrawal now.

Yin Xiaodao was relieved when he heard his words. She didn't like to see him after taking drugs, looking far away. It's still the irascible blue flame in daily life that is easier to get close to.

Blue Flame lazily looked out the window, "Tomorrow we'll go around the mountains." "He's idle, he's idle. Xincheng factory, it doesn't matter if he is not there. The air is good here, and he would rather stay a few more days. When a person knows that his future is not bright, he should cherish every minute and second of what he has. At least at the end of his life, he can still comfort himself, so he can indulge in chic.

"Okay." Yin Xiaodao has never had any objections.

The two of them still shared room at night.

Before Lan Yan's consciousness was completely confused, he wondered, didn't Uncle Lan say that there were no chasers, so Yin Xiaodao could go to sleep next door. But the idea was fleeting. In the next second, he had already dreamed of Zhou Gong.

Yin Xiaodao naturally didn't think about the problem of lonely men and widows living in the same room. She laid the floor on the side.

The floor was cold, and there was only a mat. And it's hard.

Yin Xiaodao lay quietly, not even covering the quilt.

After a while, Blue Flame began to grind his teeth, grinding for a while and snoring.

When she first started listening to the sound of blue flames, she couldn't sleep. It's better now.

She closed her eyes and slept peacefully.

Early the next morning, Lan Yan was refreshed and walked around with Yin Xiaodao.

It rained heavily last night, and the sun came out today, and it was very bright. Many people who live nearby will come to Mt. Daya for morning transportation, so the mountain road is not deserted.

Yin Xiaodao walked all the way, his face was not red or panting, and he was steady and healthy.

Lan Yan burst out from time to time, "Who designed this road?" It's so tiring with such a big slope. ”

She stopped, turned back and said, "I'll carry you." ”

He glared at her hatefully, "No! "This woman is as strong as an ox, and she has no feminine flavor at all.

Behind the Yuelao Temple, there is a bamboo forest. On the downhill slope of the bamboo forest, there is a shallow stream. The water is cool and clear, and there are many fish playing in the stream.

Lan Yan looked at the stream and river through the bamboo forest, and half-squinted his eyes, "Sword guard, do you want to eat fish?" The monastery didn't even have any meat foam, and he thought she must be hungry.

Sure enough, Yin Xiaodao deserved it quickly, "Okay." ”

"Let's go, go fishing."

The road to the creek is not paved artificially. The two of them could only walk through the bamboo forest on a dirt road.

When going downhill, Lan Yan's feet slipped and the whole person fell.

Yin Xiaodao quickly grabbed the bamboo next to him with one hand, and then quickly grabbed him with his eyes to slow his fall.

Blue Flame didn't really roll to the bottom of the slope, but fell halfway through. His face was still on the dirt. He threw his head up and exhaled, "I'm cǎo!" Then he steadied himself a little wolfishly, and said with a hint of gnashing teeth, "Knife guard, can you stop letting my face hit the ground in the future?" "He's going to rely on this face to cheat money.

"Okay." When she saw him stand up, she let go of her hand.

Blue Flame jumped to the hillside below.

Yin Xiaodao jumped lightly and landed on the side of the stream.

Lan Yan stared at the fish in the stream and smiled heartily, "Knife guard, go catch a few fish, let's roast and eat." ”

"Okay." Yin Xiaodao took the order. She picked up a fist-sized rock and threw it at a fish.

One hit straight to the point.

The fish struggled between the rocks of the stream, stirring up small waves.

"One is not enough for you to eat, grab a bigger one." Blue Flame's gaze searched among the fish, then aimed to the right, "That's the one that feeds you." He barely said that she was a rice bucket.

Yin Xiaodao concocted the same method and hit the big fish.

Seeing this, Lan Yan couldn't help but sigh. Yin Xiaodao is simply a universal tool for the challenge of survival in the wild, flying eaves and walking walls, climbing trees and fishing, with her, there is no need for him to do trivial things.

These two fish eventually turned into grilled fish.

Blue Flame was worried about poison, so she brought cigarettes and a lighter. Otherwise, the barbecue in the wild will have to drill wood for fire.

He built a simple barbecue pile with small bamboo sticks, then skewered the two fish and roasted them in circles there.

The bursts of fragrance wafted away, making Yin Xiaodao's appetite wider.

When he looked at her, he knew that she was hungry, "It's not ripe yet, bear with it." ”

She nodded, staring at the fish.

Lan Yan looked at the fire and exclaimed, "This is called fresh fish." If there are spices, the taste is even better. ”

"Hmm." She knew it must be delicious.

"Come on, try it." He handed her the big grilled fish.

Yin Xiaodao was about to bite down, and he said, "Be careful of scalding." ”

She puffed out her mouth and blew.

The taste of the fish is much more tender than that sold in the market. Although there is no sauce, it is delicious enough.

Yin Xiaodao didn't say a word and ate the fish silently.

"It's a pity that those monks don't taste the delicacies." Blue Flame bit the small fish in his hand.

"Yes." She ate two meals of green vegetables and rice yesterday, and she was really not full.

He put the fish back on the shelf and lay back on the grass.