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Jing Yao nodded, wanting to say something, but his mind was blank.

Suddenly, he frowned and said, "Senior Brother Dazhi, haven't you had dinner yet?" ”

He Dazhi touched his head and said, "I have already brought dinner, and I will eat it later." You don't know if everyone wants to stay with you, or if I was shocked and drank them back."

Jing Yao smiled, and slowly a sense of sleepiness swept over him, making him fall asleep unconsciously.

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The next day, after a night of recuperation, Jing Yao's expression seemed to be much better. When he opened his eyes, he saw He Dazhi sitting on a chair next to him and smiling at him.

In a moment, a sincere friendship is gradually building its bridge.

"Do you want to lean on"?

Jing Yao listened to He Dazhi's inquiry beside him, and said after a moment: "You help me up, I want to go outside for a walk."

This is lying in bed for too long, not to mention a patient, even a healthy person, I am afraid that something will go wrong.

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Outside, a sick young man lay lazily on a reclining chair, quietly enjoying the soft light that had just entered Xinshi.

At this time, the burly young man sitting on the chair next to him suddenly spoke: "Little junior brother, if you are hungry, I'll go find you something to eat."

Not to mention that I haven't felt it yet, but once I mentioned it, Jing Yao really felt hungry in her belly, and it seemed to be unbearable.

He just wanted to agree, but there happened to be a few people from Shi Shiran over there, but it was Zhao Lin, Feng Wu, and Fenghuo, the two little guys, who were coming in with a few bottles.

Seeing these two little guys, Jing Yao was angry, glared at them angrily, and said lightly: "Yo, I still know to come back."

After hearing his words, Fenghuo looked at Feng Wu, as if to say that it was all her idea and had nothing to do with her.

Feng Wu watched its performance and gently patted it on the head. Only then did he turn his head, coquettish to Jing Yao, and said, "Brother, it's not that Feng Wu is not righteous, it's that Uncle said let's not disturb you to rest peacefully, so the two of us didn't come back."

Jing Yao didn't blame them, he waved his hand when he found the steps, and said, "Okay, okay, I don't blame you either, but next time you do this, you must tell me in advance, otherwise what if you run into a bad person?" ”

"Oh", Feng Wu lowered her head and agreed. Then, thinking of something, he raised his head and said with concern: "Brother, I heard that you are sick, what does it feel like Feng Wu doesn't know, but I heard my uncle say that it is very uncomfortable, more sad than I miss my mother late at night, you are okay now." She shook the thermos flask in her hand again, and said, "This is the black chicken soup made by uncle, I gave you a bowl, you can drink it while it's hot, and you won't feel bad afterward."

She may still be too young to distinguish between sick and missing, one is uncomfortable and the other is sad, these are different concepts, but in her imagination, as long as she is full, there is no difficulty. Although this seems a little funny, it does not contain the innocence and kindness of childlike innocence.

Jing Yao was full of emotion for a while, feeling that his previous thoughts were a little too biased and generalized, but now that he thinks about it, everything doesn't seem to be as pessimistic as he imagined. At least from the two days he was sick, he felt the tolerance and goodness of human nature.

Just as he closed his eyes slightly and secretly thought about his thoughts, Zhao Lin, who was standing quietly on the side, suddenly spoke: "Dazhi, after guarding all night, you must be tired too, leave the rest of the time to me."

He Dazhi nodded slowly, although his body is okay, but there are so many senior brothers, sometimes he needs to give others some time to care.

After he and Jing Yao said goodbye, the whole person strode and quickly disappeared from their field of vision.

Zhao Lin saw this situation, carried the thermos flask in his hand, and did it above He Dazhi's position just now, and asked softly: "Do you want to drink porridge or black-bone chicken soup?"

After that, he smiled again and said, "I think you can drink both of them, don't disappoint everyone."

Jing Yao couldn't cry or laugh, if each of these senior brothers had a copy, it wouldn't be enough for him. But even then, it's a happy smile!

"By the way, I'm going to tell you that it's good to disappear, just now I went to Deacon Tai's, and he told me that in two days, we can participate in our first mercenary mission in Longmen Peak."

While feeding him porridge, Zhao Lin whispered the news he had just gotten.

Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, then rejoiced, and asked, "Really"?

Zhao Lin nodded, and said with a face full of joy: "It's true." Immediately, he remembered Tai Dayong's admonition and said regretfully: "However, Deacon Tai asked me to tell you that your confinement is half a month, so you can't participate in this mission." However, don't be disappointed, anyway, you are sick now, and it is not easy to get tired from the journey. Besides, there will be more opportunities in the future."

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Time passed slowly, and soon it was evening, this day Jingyao was spent in the company of Zhao Lin, and the rest of the brothers also took the time to visit, even Tai Dayong, although he had a face, but he also came silently twice.

When the night came, he lay quietly on the bed, recalling the scene of the past few days, in this illness, it seems that he has a great understanding, since he will be born, old, sick and die, practicing is also a mortal, they also have seven emotions and six desires, the same will be out of control, in the face of the temptation of power, it is inevitable that some people will be moved. In this case, I don't ask others to compare my heart to the bright moon, but I want my heart to change in flashiness.

In the early morning, everything is quiet, and a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon carefully infiltrates the light blue sky.

That kind of tranquility is far-reaching, without the noisy atmosphere, which makes people feel calm and relaxed.

At this time, under the faint light of the morning, two young people, one black and one white, looked up at the sky, and suddenly a faint voice sounded: "Senior brother, why do you say there are so many disputes in the world?"

This young man in white is Jing Yao, since he got up early in the morning, due to the improvement of his mood, his condition has gradually faded, and the good eight ~ nine are not far from ten.

As for the other young man in black, it was Wang Qun who was unexpected, and taking care of Jing Yao was mentioned by him personally, and when others didn't know that he was an internal ghost, he naturally readily agreed, thinking that he had good intentions.

At this moment, hearing the faint sound in his ears, Wang Qun frowned and said: "It's desire, it seems to be invisible and intangible, but it is hidden in front of people everywhere, as long as it is a little lax, it will inevitably fall into the quagmire, making people unable to extricate themselves."

Jing Yao was stunned for a moment, then leaned down and raised his body, turned his head, glanced at him with a little meaning, and wondered: "Isn't it possible to be spared even if you are strong-willed?"

Wang Qun was stunned for a moment, his mood seemed to be a little low, and after a moment of silence, he said: "Not all people have a tenacious character and supreme honor. What's more, some of them are also forced by the situation, and they will only take a wrong step as a last resort, as long as there is a wrong step, it is a wrong step, and it will be difficult to turn back in the future."

Jing Yao nodded, feeling that what he said seemed to be reasonable. However, he suddenly smiled, as if joking, and continued to ask: "I have been here for a few days in Longmen Peak, and I have been very happy with everyone these days, and I have also seen that all the senior brothers are bloody men, and they all have noble sentiments, and Senior Brother Wang Qun is even more outstanding. Then I have the right to ask jokingly, if my senior brother has embarked on a fork in the road, is he ready to return the same way, or has he been moving forward towards that road, lonely and lonely."

When Wang Qun heard this, his heart couldn't help but be shocked, and he didn't say anything for a while. After a long time, he suddenly realized his gaffe, and then said embarrassedly: "Little junior brother, your joke is too big, almost scared me to death, fortunately I am a little bolder, but I have no personal experience in your question, and I really can't answer it." If I have to say why, I think I will choose to move on, after all, I have already stepped out of the road ahead, who knows what the road behind is, unless one day, there is a cliff on that fork in the road, or a person is lonely and tired, maybe I will choose to turn back."

Jing Yao was stunned and shook his head in disappointment, this answer was obviously not what he wanted to hear, and suddenly, he had no motivation to continue. But everyone has his own aspirations, and since this path is his choice, he is not God, he does not have supreme supernatural powers, and he does not have the right to ask others.

As for Wang Qun, he didn't seem to want to think about this topic even more, he was even afraid to face this young man in front of him now, although his figure was not powerful, although his face was full of smiles, but his sharp eyes, like a sharp sword, pierced his heart, making him like a lamb waiting for sin, without any ability to resist.

In the meantime, on the grounds that he was no longer in serious trouble, he chose to flee in the wilderness.

Jing Yao sighed softly, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath of fresh air, and then opened his eyes again, he was already a young man full of vitality, mainly thanks to the insights brought by his illness two days ago, which made him look down on many things in the world.

Time advanced back an hour, about the eve of Xin Shi, a large number of Longmen Peak disciples came to visit this sick number, when they saw him lazily bathing in the not too strong Chen light to cultivate his self-cultivation, the same was Zhao Lin picked up the gruel and fed it into his mouth one by one.

The other senior brothers also looked at the sick junior brother with concerned eyes.

Jing Yao didn't object for some reason, when he finished drinking the whole bottle of gruel, he suddenly got up slowly, hugged Zhao Lin beside him, patted him on the back, and then slowly let go, and walked towards He Dazhi......

has been hugging the last one, and there is no sound between everyone, but there is a sound and silent friendship like an aura, which is slowly growing from between each person, and gradually growing.