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Zhao Yang didn't remember how many times he wrote this sentence, in short, the feeling that something was about to sprout in his heart became clearer and stronger, but it was still a little bit closer, and the following sentences were written on the paper again.

As a result, a new feeling arises in the heart, which seems to be related to the previous perception, but it seems to be unconnected, and the brewing feeling in the heart seems to be accumulating strength, and it seems to be resting...... However, it is a beautiful pleasure to write this Chinese that has been imprinted in his bones!

He was immersed in his own world, and Chenmei outside was so anxious that she walked around, and after calling Mrs. An, she remembered Feng Lao again, and called him again.

Feng Lao was close, but he arrived first.

Chenmei knew that Zhao Yang usually admired Feng Lao very much, and when she saw him coming, she hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Feng Lao, look at Zhao Yang, what's wrong with Zhao Yang?" I'm really sorry to disturb your rest......"

Feng Lao smiled and said softly: "It's okay, it's good to be able to walk around." ”

As he spoke, he pushed the door in, carefully observed Zhao Yang's expression, and stood aside to read Zhao Yang's writing for a while, and then his face changed to a relaxed look!

He stood aside and looked at it for a while, remembering that Chenmei was still waiting for his reply, so he came back to his senses and said, "Don't worry, this should be a good thing!" ”

Chen Mei said again: "But, he ......"

Feng Lao comforted her and said: "He usually likes to write, maybe he has made a breakthrough in words!" ”

Chenmei was a little relieved, thinking that when she was a child, one of her neighbors was also obsessed with writing, and he wrote on the floor when there was no condition. Although Zhao Yang doesn't seem to be a person who is obsessed with words, it's good that it's not a magic barrier!

After a while, Mrs. An also came back, she entered the house, and when she saw Zhao Yang's appearance, she clearly felt the fluctuations in Zhao Yang's soul, like a silkworm that was molting its cocoon, squirming rhythmically, as if something was about to come out!

She had never encountered such a situation, and she did not know what the consequences of such a fluctuation in her soul were. But judging from Zhao Yang's expression and the orderly and harmonious situation of soul fluctuations, it shouldn't be a bad thing!

Chenmei asked in a low voice, "Master An, what's wrong with Zhao Yang, is there anything wrong?" ”

Mrs. An was still engrossed in "monitoring" the fluctuations in Zhao Yang's soul, and when she heard this, she simply replied, "It's okay......" and paused. She comforted Chenmei again: "Don't worry, this should be a good thing!" ”

When Feng Lao heard her say this, he thought of something, and said thoughtfully: "Is this your ......?" ”

Mrs. An sighed with relief and said, "Zhao Yang is one of the few in our Soul Medicine Sect that has completely mastered the Requiem, and if it is unexpected, this is his chance to go further...... Opportunity is hard to come by. Let's go out so that we don't disturb him!" ”

Since Feng Lao and Mrs. An, the two top Chinese medicine practitioners, said so, and one of them was Zhao Yang's master, Chenmei was also relieved. Then she found that just inviting people to come and not letting people drink saliva, she hurriedly said: "Master An, Old Feng." Sit outside, and I'll pour you water!" ”

Before closing the door, she glanced at Zhao Yang again. I don't know why, but I always feel the urge to cry - maybe the fright and fear just now haven't dissipated! If she could, she just wanted them to be the same as they were today......

Gently brought the door and cleaned up her emotions, she took out the set of teapots and teabowls made by Zhao Yang from the cupboard the year before last, at that time a total of six bowls were made, and they were used every day, soaked by the tea, and the teapot and teapot had already brought a layer of enamel luster, which was very good-looking, but unfortunately the teapot spout was touched off by the morning light, and the teabowl was also dropped by Duoduo, and there were only five left......

These scenes came to her mind one by one, as if they had just happened—wasn't it just this one thing, this home, every thing, every place, not all their stories were written? That's their life!

Pouring water on Mrs. An and Old Feng, Chenmei couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Yang, he's really fine, right?" ”

Mrs. An took the tea and took a sip, suppressed the incomparable surprise in her heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, think about it, if it is really a person with a demonic barrier, is it Zhao Yang?" They are like that, more typical are straight eyes, don't know how to communicate with others, you see Zhao Yang now, his eyes are clear, his writing is flexible, just now we went in, he still reacted, probably because he was afraid of interrupting his current state so he didn't have time to say hello to us......"

Hearing her say this, Chenmei smiled and frowned again: Zhao Yang's state just now, his eyes seem to be clear, his writing must be flexible, communication, this is not easy to say, and people who have entered the magic barrier are typically immersed in their own world and can't get out, which is a bit similar to Zhao Yang......

When Mrs. An saw her like this, she was relieved again: "Don't worry, even if there is really something wrong, with us, what are you afraid of?" ”

After speaking, she drank another sip of water, even if she reached the realm of Mingyue Soul, it didn't mean that she wouldn't be excited about Zhao Yang's matter, this was her only official heir, and she was the only one who had completed the Requiem in several generations!

If she was right—she should be right! So, with Zhao Yang's current level, what kind of achievements will he achieve? Although it is said that you don't need to learn all twelve requiems to find your own "Tao", it should be different after mastering it completely, right?

Their movement outside is not too big, but it is not too heavy to sleep during the day, Sun Zhenxiang heard it and covered Duoduo and walked out, and when he saw Mrs. An and Feng Lao, he asked strangely, "Why are you here?" ”

Seeing her come out, Chenmei glanced into the room and asked in a low voice, "Are you not awake?" But as for how to explain Mrs. An and Mr. Feng, I couldn't think of what to say for a while.

Sun Zhenxiang wiped his face with a towel and said, "Sleep soundly...... then thought of something, stopped and asked, "Has Zhao Yang eaten?" He wouldn't still be writing, would he?! Oh, what madness is this bastard boy? No, I'll have to take a look! ”

Chenmei hurriedly grabbed her and said, "Mom, you be quiet...... Isn't this worrying about him, so I called Feng Lao and An Shi and asked them to come, and An Shi and Feng Lao said that there was nothing wrong...... It should be a good thing, let's not bother him! ”

Sun Zhenxiang said suspiciously: "Really? Zhao Yang: Is his situation normal? ”

Mrs. An smiled: "Think about it, was Zhao Yang okay yesterday?" I was fine yesterday, and I usually didn't get sick or sick, what can happen today? As for him, he is now thinking about a problem, a very important question, not abnormal! ”

Sun Zhenxiang took the tea handed by Chenmei, took a sip, and said, "Then you can't skip eating!" ”

Chenmei sighed slightly and said, "Let's wait for him for a while!" ”

Waiting, just wait until dark, dinner is ready and put on the table is already cold, Zhao Yang is still in the room "hard to write" - not just writing, the ink in the inkstone is gone, he also adds ink to it, add water, occasionally move his wrist, sometimes pick up the words he wrote and read for a while, in addition, he will also shake his body, according to Feng Lao, this is a pile method of moving qi and blood, it looks simple, but it is infinitely useful, practice to the depths, a little movement, the muscles and blood of the whole body will be active!

However, he never stopped to eat.

Sun Zhenxiang went in and called him, but there was no response, Chenmei called, no response, Zhao Bingxing called, still no response!

Seeing this, Zhao Bingxing said angrily: "What are you doing!" The family is waiting for you to eat, you write and write, and you can eat your writing as a meal? If you are such an adult, you don't know how to save your family snacks! ”

Seeing that he was angry, Chenmei hurriedly said, "Dad, don't be angry...... He loves Xiaoxi the most, let Xiaoxi tell him to try! ”

Chenxi walked into the house, tugged at Zhao Yang's trouser leg and said, "Dad, let's go to dinner!" ”

Hearing her voice, Zhao Yang paused for a moment, but gave a response, saying, "Xixi, go to dinner first, don't disturb Dad!" ”

Everyone was overjoyed, and Sun Zhenxiang hurriedly said, "Xixi, you can say a few more to him." ”

Chenxi raised his head and said, "Dad doesn't let him be disturbed, Xixi listens to his father the most." ”

Sun Zhenxiang wanted to say something more, and then Mrs. An spoke: "You see, Zhao Yang hasn't eaten for a day, but his complexion and spirit are even better than before, isn't it?" ”

Everyone looked at Zhao Yang and found that his face was not only ruddy, his breathing was steady, but his eyes were also focused and focused, and there was indeed nothing wrong with him!

Zhao Bingxing observed for a while and said: "Let's eat first, we can't wait for him as a family, if he is hungry for a while, just make it for him!" ”

In the end, the head of the family, he spoke, and everyone stopped saying anything, and ate hot dishes.

It's just that although Sun Zhenxiang was very enthusiastic, everyone didn't eat as warmly as usual at this meal......

After everyone finished eating, Zhao Yang still maintained the state just now, and asked Chenxi to call, but there was no response.

Zhao Bingxing was so angry that he stomped his feet and said, "What is this called!" After a while, he said: "Put the hot dish on the table for him, and put some hot soup, whenever he wants to eat, he will eat it himself......"

Sun Zhenxiang smiled: "Yes, maybe he will know that he has eaten it when he smells the aroma!" ”

Mrs. An stopped talking, and now, she already felt that the fluctuation of Zhao Yang's soul was not the same as during the day, it seemed to be much soothed, but the inner strength seemed to have increased, and it felt like it was time to break through, and at this time, things in the outside world might have an adverse impact on him!

This time it should have been last night's incident that made him feel something, and such an opportunity does not mean that there is! If you lose it this time, who knows if there will be one more in the future? Maybe you'll never meet it!

So, she stopped Sun Zhenxiang, organized the language, and said, "Don't you think he's okay now?" Let's wait a little longer! Don't worry, I, and Elder Feng, we're all here to accompany you, don't bother him now! ”

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