Every time Xie Xiaoman handed Xu Zhefeng the elixir, Xu Zhefeng would eat it, but he would not thank him.

As proud as he is, he rarely utters the word "thanks". In his opinion, even if he didn't return the elixir, his legs would slowly get better, but he borrowed this thing to speed up some recovery, and it was not a "thanks" word at all.

He never opened his mouth to ask for help, and during the days when he was injured, Xianglan would come to take care of him, but because of the difference between men and women, some things were not easy to take care of.

If you don't take care of it, you can take care of it yourself, for the sake of this pride, Xu Zhefeng has suffered a lot these days, but he has never said it, because he is as proud as he is, and he feels that these small things are not worth talking about.

There is only one thing in Jingjing, who is as proud as him, and he is a little envious of Xie Xiaoman.

It's a strange thing.

Since childhood, Xu Zhefeng has never envied others.

Even in those gloomy days of his childhood, he never envied others for having a stable family. When he watched his father's fist smash down, he never envied the father of others.

Sitting on the street and watching the children of large families wear silk and satin, he never hung on his heart, but just watched indifferently and coldly.

When he was hungry and faint, he never envied watching others eat and drink in the restaurant, smelling those fragrant smells that made people go crazy.

It's not that I don't yearn for it, but I don't envy it.

Since he was a child, he has believed in one question, these things, he can get all of them with his own hands.

This notion was when he pierced his father's chest with the blade of the knife in his hand. It swelled more and more, flowing all over the body, straight into the bloodstream.

Just want to do it. can do it. As long as you do it, even if you are covered in blood, you must continue to move forward in silence.

Xu Zhefeng is such a person, and he has always been so proud.

Until now, facing Jingjing and Xu Zhefeng, he felt a kind of imprisonment for the first time in his life.

He didn't like it.

This feeling of powerlessness. It reminded him of the days when he was possessed by a leather-faced monster. Sliding down one knife after another, the instantaneous pain will give him another moment of relief. This feeling, even for him. I don't want to go back to it.

Cultivating this kind of thing can be said to be the first time in his life that he can't touch the roots.

Most things in life are actually very simple. When he saw the goal, he rushed and fought desperately. Just use all your might. There is no such thing as never getting it.

But cultivation is different, all this is more like destiny and certainty. No one can see through the destiny of heaven, and this kind of meditation practice may be broken tomorrow, or it may last for years, or even if you try your best to enlighten for a lifetime, you will be cut off by this invisible wall. Never be able to flip through it.

It's not that I'm afraid of bumps and thorns, and I'm not afraid that the south wall is too tall. The only thing to fear. You just can't see the wall at all.

Xu Zhefeng slapped this invisible wall in his heart, thinking about the scenery over there, and spent more than a month trying to keep climbing, but there was still no movement.

This is the difficulty of meditation, even if you work hard for ten or twenty years, if you don't succeed, you don't succeed, all your efforts are in vain, and the steps you stop are still where you started, and there is no difference in the slightest.

Such a journey is too frightening and too easy to make people anxious.

Xu Zhefeng is not an impatient person, but now he is slightly anxious because of some invisible pressure.

This feeling of pressure made him very uncomfortable, much like giving himself a few more stabs, seeking a short pleasure.

Of course, if a few simple knives can be calm, he doesn't mind trying a three-knife and six-hole by himself.

Thinking like this, Xu Zhefeng laughed.

Now that it was night, he came back from meditation and looked at the empty Dan room for a moment.

The moonlight spilled in from the outside, it was not bright, but faint, exuding a green gauze-like atmosphere, which made people want to sing.

The moonlight casts the shadow of the window lattice, crooked, slender, and somewhat moving.

If you have ever looked at the moonlight carefully, you should be able to feel the texture of the moonlight as if it was flowing. The feeling of being like a grain of sand, soft and silky, flowing and beating non-stop.

It's like the snowflakes of the old-fashioned TV set of later generations, jumping lightly on everything, and trembling like a breath.

It is a strange beauty, quiet and beautiful, so beautiful that people dare not breathe, for fear that if they are not careful, they will blow away the moonlight in front of them.

Xu Zhefeng looked at the moonlight like this, and suddenly remembered the creature like the moonlight. He knew that the One was sitting above his head looking at the heavens, and there was an urge in his heart to look at him.

Such a thought, from birth to crazy growth, did not go through too long.

Wanted to see him.

It's just a simple four words, as if they have magic power in the moonlight, turning over and over again in their minds, and the shouting is getting louder and louder, almost swallowing everything else before it stops.

Xu Zhefeng felt that his heart was beating fast, extremely fast. He clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and couldn't hold back any longer, struggling to hold on to the wall next to him, allowing himself to get up with the strength of his right leg.

Although my left leg is mostly better, I still feel tingling when I exert a little force. The tingling sensation spread from the knee to the entire left leg, and from the jump to the rest of the body, it suddenly burst and caught people off guard.

It hurts, but Xu Zhefeng doesn't care.

This kind of pain is not new to him, he is still a child, a pair of legs, a pair of arms, I don't know how many times he has been broken by his father. So this kind of pain is not only familiar to him, but even somewhat dear to him.

Xu Zhefeng felt the pain, no longer suppressed the impulse in his heart, and slowly walked to the door.

Xie Xiaoman and Xianglan have already slept, the neighbors have slept, and the entire Jiankang City has slept.

Silence is like a big net, spreading in all directions, enveloping everything in the world in this way.

Xu Zhefeng pushed open the door, and the creaking sound came far away in the night. There seem to be sporadic echoes, but they can't really be heard.

The moonlight was no longer hindered, and it poured overwhelmingly on Xu Zhefeng's body. The moonlight is like water, and the touch like a ribbon makes Xu Zhefeng a little fascinated.

He looked at the dark spirit wall that surrounded the courtyard, and felt that it was like a big bowl, covering the sky above the courtyard.

Behind this "bowl", there are countless intertwined spiritual walls that also stand in the night sky. They seem to have been quiet in the city for years, and will continue to be quiet like this.

Though. Not many people will see their existence.

None of them will play a role after all.

I made it, I worked hard, and I persevered. It's just a quiet object that doesn't even serve a furnishing role.

What a loneliness this is.

Xu Zhefeng thought like this, for some reason, he felt a little empathy.

Take two steps with your left leg in tow. He looked back. Xiaobai really sat on the eaves, his eyes closed, and he looked like he was enjoying himself.

The moonlight is like a film, wrapping its whole person, and it is beautiful like a painting.

Xu Zhefeng looked at it, only to feel that his heart, which was still beating violently, suddenly regained his calm.

He seemed to see Bai's past, when he was just a little rabbit. It will also run out of the cave in the moonlight, curious to feel the soft light spilling. Follow them as they bounce and dance.

Although that kind of dance is clumsy, it implies the way of heaven. Countless spiritual energy was absorbed into the body by it, and slowly dispersed into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Slowly, it turned into a human form, looking at this side of the world, and I didn't know what to think.

What is it thinking about such a light creature?

Xu Zhefeng thought like this, even if it was just a simple thought, it almost made him awe-inspiring.

"Why are you staring at me?" Being a little flustered by Xu Zhefeng's gaze, Xiaobai stopped Yuehua's absorption, lowered his head to look at him, and blinked.

"Ah, I, that, not ......" Xu Zhefeng's face instantly turned red, and he spoke incoherently.

This was the first time in so many days that he had mustered up the courage to speak to Xiaobai. But the first sentence contains six words, and it is not very successful.

"I know! You think I'm good-looking, right? Xiaobai raised his head proudly, not caring at all about the meaning of this kind of boasting.

Xu Zhefeng blushed, and almost all his body began to have a fever, but he admitted his thoughts and nodded: "You are indeed very good-looking." ”

Xiaobai liked this kind of praise very much, and shook his ears happily.

It's not hairy ears, but it can still shake slightly. Xu Zhefeng looked at its appearance, and suddenly had the urge to rub his head.

"Do you want to come up with me to bask in the moon?" Xiaobai proposed.

"Okay." Xu Zhefeng agreed, he looked at the height of the house and the furnishings around it, and added, "However, I'm afraid you'll have to wait for me for a while." ”

Xiaobai tilted his head a little puzzled.

Xu Zhefeng was a little faintly throbbing, he dragged his left leg forward, gritted his teeth, held on to the pain, and took the lead in climbing onto a wooden barrel.

The barrel was a little shaky, and he only had one leg that could struggle, so the whole person looked a little embarrassed.

The embarrassment was not enough to make him give up, Xu Zhefeng stood up, stretched out his hand and climbed the arm of the cornice, worked hard to pull up, and continued to climb up with the help of the strength of his arms.

He tried so hard that by the time he climbed to the roof, he was covered in straw laid on the roof, his chest heaving violently, and he was constantly wheezing.

Xiaobai was waiting for him on it, and it was still sitting there, contented.

"You're so slow." Xiao Bai looked at the sweat flowing down his forehead, the sweat looked a little crystal clear in the moonlight, and it looked like it was easy to lick. But it pouted, looking dissatisfied.

"It's slow, indeed." Xu Zhefeng laughed, for more than a month, this is a rare pleasure for him, even if it is just a roof, it has already made him climb heartily.

Xu Zhefeng did not deny that he was climbing very slowly, but he felt the pain, sweat, and autumn wind, but added another sentence.

"It was slow, but I got up after all." (To be continued......)