For some reason, after hearing these words, I inexplicably felt that my heart was extremely heavy, as if a cart of boulders was weighing heavily on my chest.

Vaguely, it seemed inexplicable, and there was a slight coolness, as if an ice vertebrae had pierced deep into my heart, trying to freeze me inch by inch.

I shivered slightly, and in an instant, I was frozen awake by the inexplicable coldness.

When I opened my eyes, I caught a glimpse of Su Xin's simple head, which was really pressed on my chest.

"No wonder I felt my heart was heavy in my dream, I couldn't breathe, Su Xin, this guy, almost didn't press me back to breath......"

I struggled to raise my hand and gently poke his little head.

"Susin ......"

"Are you trying to kill the teacher?"

I didn't open my mouth angrily, and deliberately bit the word "killer" very hard, and finally scared the sleeping Su Xin into stumbling and waking up from a dream.

"Who wants to kill the teacher?" He didn't seem to wake up yet, squinted slightly, looked around, and shouted in a panic.

"You......" I gave him an angry look: "Do you know that you are pillowed on my heart, and you almost didn't press me down." ”

"I'm sorry Master, I accidentally fell asleep, I didn't know it would be like this......"

I looked at his teary-eyed appearance, and suddenly remembered the trace of coldness I felt in my dream, and subconsciously reached out to touch my heart, and really touched the placket of my chest, and it was all drenched by his tears.

"Have you ever cried?" I looked at him with a stunned brow.

"Huh?" His expression was obviously a little flustered, and he defended himself hesitantly: "I...... There is no ......"

At this time, he is like a frightened rabbit, and his words are twisted, vague, and intermittent, and a clear-eyed person can see at a glance that at this moment, he is clearly poked in the center of his thoughts, and his heart is empty.

"Really?" I squinted slightly, grabbed the placket of my chest in front of him, pulled it to my mouth, licked it shallowly, and jokingly said, "This smell is salty, obviously the smell of your tears...... You did cry just now, and the tears in the corners of your eyes haven't been wiped clean, isn't it because of me that you cried? ”

"There is no ......"

He covered his face, ran out in a panic, and bumped into Yang Qing'an, the senior brother in charge who came in with a medicine bowl.

Su Xin knocked the senior brother in charge into his arms, almost knocking over the medicine he was holding in his hand, and the angry senior brother took out one hand to pull Su Xin's little ear, and the other hand firmly held the medicine bowl, and dragged Su Xinna straight into the room.

"Where are you running with your calves?" As he walked, he reprimanded over and over again: "The third case of the fifth article of the Fusheng Sect's discipline is to send important places within the sect, such as forbidden places, ancestral halls, main halls, and elders' palaces...... It is forbidden to travel. ”

"Senior Brother in Charge...... Not long after he went up the mountain to apprentice, he hadn't copied the discipline of the sect...... "Looking at the angry appearance of the master, I only felt pitiful at the moment, and I didn't think much about it when my heart was soft, so I hurriedly explained for him."

"So that's the case......" The head seemed to be thoughtful, and then said to Su Xin in a deep voice: "Since you don't know the rules of the door, then you go back to the house, take your paper, pen, ink and inkstone, go to the discipline stone at the entrance of the sect, and copy the discipline of this sect a hundred times." ”

"Yes, sir." Su Xin replied.

Seeing Su Xin's gloomy expression and retreat, I suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a punishment for copying, and there was no time limit, as long as I finished copying, I could come back as soon as possible.

Since it is not corporal punishment, there is no need to worry about whether his thin figure can withstand the beating.

I was speculating wildly about the scene of Su Xin being beaten and pitifully calling me for help, when suddenly the senior brother in charge sat beside me silently with a medicine bowl, almost making me tremble.

"Do you remember who I am?" He scooped a spoonful of the decoction from the bowl, blew it gently, and handed it to my mouth.

I thought that this head had a very good relationship with "Lin Qingchen" in the past, and there should be no reason to harm me, so I frowned and drank all the bitter medicine in the spoon.

"I remember." I don't think about it.

Because the smell of this medicine was so strong and pungent, I was in a hurry to drink it faster, and I choked into my mouth and nose without paying attention, and coughed constantly.

Seeing this, the head didn't say much, just patted me on the back and said lightly: "It's good to think about it." ”

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and there was a little more grievance between the lines: "When you called me originally, you didn't add the word 'master' in front of 'senior brother', why did you get involved with me like this after you got sick?" ”

"Really?" I was slightly stunned.

He probably only thought that the illness I fell in the Zhikong Forest was not yet fully cured, so he sighed to himself, and changed his words: "It's just a title, it doesn't matter, if you like it, it doesn't hurt to add some other suffixes." ”

As he spoke, he raised his head again, looked at my forehead, stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch it, but realized that something was wrong, hurriedly withdrew his hand, and said in a low voice: "Your forehead...... Does it still hurt? ”

"Huh?"

I subconsciously touched my forehead, thinking that at most I would only touch a bruise, or a large bag on the top of my head, but I didn't want to touch it, but I only touched a circle of gauze wrapped in hundreds of layers.

Only then did I remember that at that time, the system forcibly poured a large amount of information into my mind, causing me to finally feel that Zhihai was unbearable, and I was so painful that I hit the wall.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but complain: "System, aren't you going to give me an explanation?" ”

"Explain what?"

At some point, the system seemed to suddenly have a soul, and I could hear the disdain in its words.

"What else can be explained?" I said angrily: "You forcibly poured in so much useless information at one time, and almost lost my life...... Can't you just streamline things down, don't even stuff things like handing toilet paper into my head......"

"Okay." Unexpectedly, it inexplicably agreed to be very refreshing today.

After looking forward to it for a long time, I finally waited for the system's sentence: "The new version of the system "Arabian Nights" 2.0 has been updated...... The loading mode of NPC characters' related memories has been changed to automatically delete unimportant episodes. ”

I secretly like that this system is still human, and I can understand my suffering, and upgrade and fix bugs.

But I didn't want to, there was still a good show to come, and I saw the "system" say leisurely: "In order to facilitate players to integrate into the game as soon as possible......

"So what?" I excitedly said, "Is the system going up to the next level, or is it giving money, experience, and equipment?" ”

I was endlessly fantasizing about a better life with money and equipment, but I was ruthlessly poured cold water by the system: "The game developers have decided to give all the NPCs' memories of the character to the player at one time, hoping that the player will continue to work hard!" ”

"What?" Hearing this inexplicable reward, I couldn't help but be slightly stunned: "All the ...... Give it all to me all at once? Then I'm not going to have another brain blast......"

I really...... I'm about to cry in anger at this damn unscrupulous system.

Zi is not a fish, and he knows the joy of fish; The son is not me, how can you know my suffering? "System" Jun, when will you let me go......

System ......

"Big Brother ......"

I wanted to cry without tears and hurriedly begged for mercy: "I was wrong, please let it go, okay?" ”