Chapter 11 Reluctance
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"The 'growth system' was officially launched."
"Ding"
"Start scanning the host's body."
The cold voice of the machine sounded in Wufeng's mind. However, Wufeng fell into a deep sleep, unconscious.
Wufeng lay on the bed and fell asleep, his little face was flushed with sleep, like a fine white porcelain dyed red, even breathing, his chest also rose and fell, and his slender eyelashes trembled gently, as if he was accidentally left behind in the world like a little angel.
After the sound was finished, Wufeng's body was shrouded in blue light. At first, the blue light was very faint, and gradually the blue light became stronger and stronger, and the whole room was flooded with blue light. After about a few seconds, the blue light faded and finally disappeared.
"Scanned."
Name: Wufeng (changeable)
Gender: Female
Growth period: Toddlers
Height: 88cm (up to standard)
Weight: 13kg (up to standard)
Head circumference: 50cm (up to standard)
System: Bind, non-transferable, non-dropping. β
"Host, look forward to seeing you next time."
The cold voice of the machine changed to a soft female voice, and the tone at the end of the sentence rose slightly.
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It's dusk, and the sunset is about to end, with great reluctance. The sky is orange, warm, and full of romantic poetry.
The clouds beside the setting sun burned up, red and red, like fire. After a while, other colors were burned, white, gray, yellow, purple...... Colorful and ever-changing.
The Taoist priest and Lin Qing came to stroll beside the river.
The orange-red light also dyed the river, and the cute little fish swam around in the orange river, free and unrestrained.
Looking at the swallows passing through the sky, the red sun gradually falling, and listening to the melodious birdsong, the Taoist priest felt that he was drunk, drunk in this beautiful landscape.
"It's beautiful!" The Taoist priest took a deep breath, wanting to smell the sweet breath of spring.
The wind blew and the woods rustled.
The Taoist priest closed his eyes in pleasure and spread his hands apart in a posture of embracing nature, feeling the caress of the breeze.
The Taoist priest's robe danced with the wind, and his beard fluttered with it.
"Master."
"Huh?" The Taoist priest still closed his eyes and enjoyed the breeze.
"Master, can you take the five phoenixes with you when you leave?" Lin Qing stood next to the Taoist priest and touched the leaves of the plant at hand.
"Why?"
"As you know, there is a problem with Wufeng's soul, although at this time, because of you, the crisis is temporarily resolved. But we can't imagine that Wufeng's soul will have problems again in the future, but no one can help her, so we can only helplessly watch the situation happen. Lin Qing, half-blind, plucked the leaves.
The Taoist priest opened his eyes and stared at Lin Qing: "Have you thought clearly?" β
Lin Qing raised his head, met the sharp eyes of the Taoist priest, and said, "Yes." I figured it out. β
"You have also entered the Taoist temple before, and you know the hardships inside."
"Yes, I know."
"However, there are also many benefits for Wufeng, isn't it?" Lin Qing said lightly.
"You must know that after entering the Taoist temple, it is difficult for you to take a look at your daughter." The Taoist priest persuaded Lin Qing.
"What's more, she is still young now, and she has only begun to remember, once you have been separated for a long time, there are few memories, and you may not be able to meet each other." The Taoist priest sighed.
Lin Qing lowered his head and ravaged the poor leaf in his hand, and after a while, he threw the mutilated leaf away.
He let out a long sigh before he whispered, "Even if that's the case, I'll admit it." β
"As long as she's okay in the future, anything can be done." Lin Qing frowned and rubbed his temples.
"You don't regret it?" The Taoist priest looked at Lin Qing, touched his beard and asked.
"Never, no, later, regret." Lin Qing gritted his teeth, and words popped out of his mouth one after another.
The Taoist priest glanced at Lin Qing complicatedly, "Okay, I promise you." β
Lin Qing exhaled softly, "Thank you, Master. β
The Taoist priest gently patted Lin Qing's shoulder, "Let's go, let's go back and see if Wufeng has woken up." β
The orange light shines through the doors and windows to thousands of homes.
In the courtyard of Wufeng's house, children are playing happily.
Their favorite game is the "Bamboo Horse" game. The bamboo horse is not a kind of horse, but a bamboo pole, on which the children ride and carry a small bamboo branch as a whip, shouting "Drive!" Drive!" Chasing, laughing, as if on a real horse, the smugness was gone.
Inside the house, Zhen Niang took a needle and thread and sewed a hole in a piece of clothing. She sewed carefully and carefully, and the needlework was densely turned.
The laughter of the children in the courtyard came from time to time, and Zhenniang listened to it, and smiled from time to time, her smile was gentle and full of maternal love.
Zhen Niang heard the conversation between Lin Qing and the Taoist priest in the distance, and she knew that they had returned from the river, so she put down her needle and thread and came to the kitchen to prepare fresh tea.
Zhen Niang made tea and came to the hall with the tea.
"Zhenniang." Lin Qing saw Zhenniang and called out.
"Huh." Zhen Niang hooked the corners of her mouth lightly and smiled gently.
Zhenniang put the tea on the table and was just about to withdraw, when Lin Qing stopped her.
"What's wrong, Brother Qing?" Zhen Niang was a little puzzled.
Lin Qing frowned, the words came to his lips a few times, and he swallowed them back, and finally he took a deep breath and said, "Zhenniang, I asked the master to bring Wufeng back to the Taoist temple when he leaves." β
The smile on Zhen Niang's face disappeared, and she paused for a few seconds before she put up a reluctant smile, "Of course I obey Brother Qing's decision." Master, Brother Qing Shu Zhenniang was unwell and retired first. β
Zhen Niang withdrew from the hall, quickly ran to the place where Wufeng slept, closed the door, and then lay beside Wufeng and cried bitterly.
She cried for a while, and then stopped, her eyes and nose were red. When she looked at her daughter's sweet sleeping face on the bed, her heart couldn't help but sour again.
She gently took Wufeng into her arms and patted Wufeng's back, she bit her lip, closed her eyes, and frowned slightly. She bit her lip and turned white, and then let go. She sobbed lowly, crying out "My poor daughter......"
She understands the reason, she knows why Brother Qing sent Wufeng away, and she also knows that Wufeng is more secure in the Taoist Temple. But as a mother, the child is a piece of meat that falls from her body, where is she willing to give up the child?