Looking at my mother's lonely back, my throat seemed to be blocked by something.

Early in the morning, a large table of meat dishes was slowly cooked, and the three of them finished the meal silently, and no one spoke during the whole process, and the atmosphere was depressing and terrible.

I said too much last time, but I don't know how to express myself this time. But I know that this kind of loss and regain, and then loss again, in fact, my mother will be even more sad. It's just that I don't know how to comfort myself, because I don't know what else can make my mother happy other than saying that I'm not leaving.

After eating in silence, my father went to finish brushing, I sat on the sofa and watched my mother pack my luggage, my heart was depressed, I really wanted to find a zombie or a ghost to ravage and express my anger.

I stared at the clock above the mirror, watching the second hand turn little by little, round and round. It's working tirelessly, if only it ran out of power. But even if the clock is out of power, time still can't stop. Finally, there was a knock at the door.

This knock on the door brought our minds back to reality. I hurried to open the door, only to see Master waiting for me outside with a schoolbag on his back.

"Master Xiaokang, hurry up and come in and sit down." My dad hurriedly said hello and handed me a cigarette and lit it, while my mom took my luggage out of the room, said hello to my master, and sat down next to me.

"Ready to go, there's still two hours to drive." Master said to me, "Originally, he couldn't comfort me with this kind of thing."

My mother handed me a school bag, and a bag full of food.

"I'll be back soon, I won't go to dangerous places, don't worry." I took my luggage and bowed my head and said to my mother, because I didn't dare to look her in the eye.

My mother seemed to be trying her best to calm down, but her voice was a little trembling, she slowed down and said to me: "Well, take care of yourself, I'll wait for you to come back, study hard, and then next time you come back, you can take a little girl home, and my mother will give her a red envelope." ”

Full of calculations, even if the next formation is delayed, it is only a junior high school graduate, and at that time, taking a little girl is considered early love, how can there be a teacher who encourages his child to fall in love. But I don't know why, Wu Yizhu's figure flashed in my mind, if I brought her back, with her cute acting talent, I think my mother should like this kind of thing, but think about the scene where she killed the ghost casually, and threw the ghost into her mouth when she opened her mouth, she suddenly felt a little weak, if her mother knew this, wouldn't she be scared to death?

I walked far away, and I didn't dare to look back, I knew that my mother must be watching me from the window, and what was different was that this time my father didn't send me, only my master.

The pomegranate tree by the side of the road has grown.

"It's a familiar feeling." The first step into the Beijing courtyard gave me an unusually cordial feeling, and I gradually stabilized my mind from the loss of just leaving home.

I finally knew what I felt was missing: "Master, isn't the fat man with you?" I just remembered, why didn't I see him? ”

"It's enough for him to play for a day, and if he wants to go home, he will follow your senior brother back." The master said funny: "I only asked when I arrived in Beijing, your heart is really big enough, so you are not afraid that he will lose it?" ”

I was a little embarrassed and said, "No, no, he definitely can't lose it." ”

After all, Master's request is that once he comes to Beijing, he must completely cut off contact with his parents, otherwise, there will be no point in leaving.

I flipped out my winter vacation homework, and I didn't think about whether to do it or not, but I felt that the teacher shouldn't look at it, so I picked up the pen and drew a few villains on it and threw it into the schoolbag. It's been two days since school started, and I don't know why I'm a little irritable, I don't know if it's because of the annoyance of the head teacher or the brain-dead class leader. But when I calmed down, I found that I was probably more afraid of seeing Wu Yizhu.

The reason is very simple, I don't know how to face her, to be honest, I forgot what kind of state I am in with Wu Yizhu in reality, in the trial of the tomb desire to be closed, the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, there is her every time, and the state is different every time, I really can't tell the difference between reality and fantasy, to put it simply, I don't want to return to reality anymore, because I'm afraid of losing something.

"Master, I'll talk to you when you come out." There are some things that I suppress, and it is not a good thing after all, so it is better to ask Master.

The master carried the small broken teapot and swayed into the courtyard, and in the winter, he put on a single coat, sat on the stone bench and asked me, "What's wrong?" What do you want to talk about? ”

"The candle stone left to me by my ancestor, remember!" I decided to get straight to the point, after all, there were just the two of us here.

Master's hand holding the teapot tightened, and he quickly asked, "You lost it?" ”

I shook my head and whispered, "It's worse than losing!" ”

"What!" The master stood up at once: "What's the matter?" ”

I took out the muddy candle stone from my pocket and handed it to Master, "Master, when I was fighting against the Dragon Talisman that day, did you see a small purple dragon burrowing into my eyebrows?" ”

"See, then?" Master asked anxiously.

"That was the final blow of the Dragon Talisman, when it entered my body, all the resentment was sucked away by the Candle Stone, including the previous counterattack of the Dragon Talisman, it was absorbed by it, and I was able to last hold on." I looked at the candle stone with some distress: "It turned out to be like this, I wanted to tell you that day, don't say anything you say, I'm afraid there are too many people, so I didn't say it, now it's just the two of us, I'll tell you." ”

"You're saying it has absorbed all the power of the Dragon Talisman?" Master took the candle stone, held it up and looked at it, and asked me.

I quickly nodded: "Yes, that's it." Can it still be recovered? "After all, the candle stone has helped me too many times, and it was left by my ancestor, so I don't want it to lose its effect like this.

"Let's put me here first, I'll go tomorrow to report my work and then study it, from another point of view, maybe the master and his old man have already calculated that you are in calamity, so he left the candle stone to prevent this disaster for you? Don't take it too seriously, everything has a certainty. The master looked at it again, and put the candlestick in his pocket.

"By the way, will you report tomorrow?" When the master was about to go back to the room, he suddenly turned his head and asked.