After surpassing the imp, on the way back, the bright stars in the sky kept shining, and the moonlight that was covered by thick black clouds just now.

Now the fog had dissipated, and the silvery moonlight was shining all over the ground.

Zhigao, who had been following the master closely, touched his pocket with his hand, with a smug expression on his face, thinking that Jiaming was saved, so he quickened his pace.

And Jiaming, who had been waiting for a long time, worried about the master and Zhigao who had been gone for a long time, bent over and came to the gate with the support of the table.

The silvery moonlight shone on the ground, and everywhere there was the mournful cry of crickets. The scent of the night fills the air, weaving a soft net that envelops all the scenery. All the eyes touch is the thing that covers this soft net, and every grass and tree makes people feel like a dream.

In the distance, two long shadows pulled by the moonlight were slowly walking towards them.

It turned out to be the master and Zhigao, and the overjoyed Jiaming coughed twice and stood in front of the door with staggering steps to greet him.

"You're seriously injured right now, you can't stand here and blow the wind, get in quickly."

The cool breeze in the night is still relatively cold, not to mention that for a person who is not lightly injured, it is better to pay more attention to avoid it, Jiaming was helped to the house by the master.

Zhigao took out the utensils from his pocket and shook them a few times in front of Jiaming's eyes, and then said:

"Guess what it is!"

"Thank you, risking your life to find that little ghost in that house."

After this time, the life and death of the two seem to have further increased their feelings, and they know that they are grateful to each other.

Just when Zhigao described the ghost hunting and tooth picking powder to Jiaming, at some point, the master had a snake coiled in his hand, the head of the snake with a black back and a yellow belly was pinched by the master, and the tail was coiled around the wrist until the arm.

"Squeak!" A bang.

The master used a sharp knife to insert the snake gall into the gall of the snake, making a cut from the bottom to the top, then resting the knife on the table, skillfully taking out the turquoise snake gall and throwing it into the vessel containing tooth powder.

The snake that had been taken out of the gall bladder was still wrapping its tail around its body, looking very disgusting and cruel, and Jiaming secretly winked at Zhigao.

But the master was very careful and carefully smashed the snake gall of the vessel. Tooth powder is evenly distributed over the cyan bile.

"Apply it to the wound, mix it with anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving snake gallbladder with tooth powder, and through the effect of fighting poison with poison, it will be fine in an hour." While introducing the efficacy, the master bandaged the wound with gauze.

"Thank you, Master, I really don't know what to do without you."

After speaking, he bowed to the master.

"Hehe, no thanks, if you don't dislike the conditions here, there is an empty room next door, which is temporarily occupied by former pilgrims."

After listening to the master's words and looking out of the door, the two of them widened their eyes at each other:

"Don't dislike, don't dislike."

Following the master's traction to the next door, there is indeed nothing else except a simple wooden bed near the window, in fact, compared to the dormitory of the school dormitory, there is some retro style.

The next morning, the sun shone through the thin clouds and shone on the white earth, reflecting a silvery light through the small window, dazzling people's eyes.

Jiaming rubbed his eyes, and then felt that the wound on his hand was much better, I heard the master say that it would be fine after applying the snake gall bladder for an hour, and now the night has passed.

He slowly untied the gauze, and sure enough, as the master said, the wound healed well, and he cried out with joy.

And Zhigao, who was still asleep on the side, was frightened by Jiaming:

"What's wrong, what's wrong......"

"My hands are ready!"

Chidaka, who fell down again after listening:

"Didn't the master say it, it will be fine in an hour, it must be good in one night, I thought something was wrong with you, I was shocked"

Cha...... Cha...... Cha

Hearing Jiaming's voice, the wooden door was pushed open by the master and then bounced back by himself, only to see a large bowl full of dark red liquid in his hand.

"It should be almost good to listen to your voice, come, drink this bowl of medicine packet and you will be refreshed."

To be able to get the master's treatment, Jiaming is already very grateful. And early in the morning, he prepared a boiled soup for himself and brought it over.

Jiaming was stunned at first, and his calm heart was like being stirred up by a stone. For a moment, his nose was sour, his eyes couldn't help but moisten, and his hands hurriedly took the decoction, his heart was full of warmth.

It had been a long time since he had felt this feeling of being pampered.

Maybe life is like this, sometimes some seemingly ordinary details, ordinary and ordinary little things, can make people full of warmth and emotion in an instant.

"Drink slowly, don't choke." The master looked at the childlike Jiaming kindly and said with concern.

The injury is also healed, and he has to go to school today, and the master is worried that the two of them will be scared on the road, so he is sent away from the three-way road.

So Jiaming Zhigao and the master waved their hands and said goodbye reluctantly, and the tears of parting added new waves to the long river of memory; The blessing of parting kicked off the prelude to another reunion.

After a brief parting, he came to class, and Jiaming kept thinking about it until Mengran, although the friendship together was not long, and the taste was strong and easy to get drunk; Dream like a flower, fragrant and elegant; Delicate and poetic, pure and proud.

Seeing Jiaming holding his chin with the back of his hand, his eyes staring at the blank desktop in a daze, Zhigao threw a pen at him.

He picked up the pen and didn't return it, but turned it in his hand until the end of class.

At noon, when eating in the cafeteria, Jiaming had just lined up to prepare a meal and was about to be sent to Zhigao, who was waiting.

Bang...... Clang......

The rice was sprinkled all over the ground, and I saw a fair skin set off a pale peach lips, handsome and prominent facial features, a perfect face shape, especially the dazzling diamond stud earrings in the left ear, which added a touch of uninhibited to his sunny handsomeness......

He is the rich second-generation handsome guy Lu Feng in our school, it is really not simple to talk about his origin, his father is a real estate developer, his mother is a civil servant, and he has a private driver to pick him up in class, and he is the national husband in the hearts of the girls in our school, and even the teacher has a slap in him.

In order to cut the line, I accidentally bumped into Jiaming, and when I saw that I had been queuing for so long, the last meal was spilled on the ground, and I gritted my teeth angrily!

"Count yourself out of luck"

Lu Feng's behavior is not only

didn't apologize, but said that Jiaming's was not.

"Ah......h

Jia Mingcai didn't care what kind of rich second generation he was, the second generation of officials, he picked up a fist and hit him in the face, and the two were torn together in an instant, and the classmates next to him couldn't pull it away.

Seeing a large crowd gathered together and hearing the noise coming from everyone, Zhigao rushed forward and saw Jiaming riding on Lu Feng, his hand still pulling the other party's collar.

Until the teacher on duty came and separated the two with Chigao.

"What are you doing, what are you fighting about?"

The teacher on duty looked at Lu Feng, and then shouted at Jiaming.

"He cut in line and hit my pan"

"I didn't cut the line, you hit me"

Just when Jiaming and Lu Feng had their own words.

The teacher on duty evacuated all the onlookers, and then pointed at Jiaming and said:

"Even if classmate Lu Feng accidentally knocked you down, then you shouldn't hit him."

After speaking, he turned to Lu Feng and asked for warmth, helping him tidy up his clothes while asking if he had been injured.

"It's just a small lesson, it's normal to not be able to get a little skin injury"

Zhigao was angry when he saw that the teacher on duty did not investigate the real situation clearly, and bowed his head, so he pulled Zhigao to turn around and leave.

Instead of returning to the cafeteria, the two decided to go out into the street to eat.

The four realms of life: First, pain without words. The magic lies in the difference between saying and not saying. Silence is not the absence of pain, but the face of grief and misery. The second is to laugh and not speak. A smile has the power to move mountains, and an indifferent smile is sometimes better than a thousand troops. The third is to lose without losing. Calmness is the cultivation of life, and obsession and gaffes will hurt oneself. Fourth, it is shocking but not chaotic. It is difficult not to be frightened, frightened is heartwarming, and shocked but not chaotic is chic beauty.

Jiaming didn't say a word along the way, even when Zhigao asked what to eat, he smiled, entered a noodle restaurant in the shuttle crowd, ordered a ramen each, and the two leaned against the glass-side table, so they sat down and waited quietly.

Finally, the ramen was served. The boss threw the noodle bowl on the table in front of us and dropped two pairs of chopsticks.

The "ramen" comes in a bowl in the shape of a clam shell and looks inexpensive with a few notches on the edges. However, the ramen itself is very tempting, topped with plenty of coriander and chili peppers, and seems to retain the original flavor of the ingredients. It can be seen that the preparation of this bowl of noodles is quite painstaking.

"Ah...... It tastes awesome."

Zhigao blew the hot fragrance in the direction of Jiaming while savoring the food in his mouth.

But Jiaming still didn't want to pick up the table chopsticks.

"Eat it, the noodles of this ramen are made of high-plate wheat flour, hand-pulled, and quickly cooked and fished out in a short time, if you don't eat it, I'll eat your portion" while introducing the production method of ramen while urging Jiaming to eat it while it is hot.

Allowing Zhigao to persuade in every way, Jiaming also wandered in the crowd shuttling outside the glass without the eyes of others.

Seeing that he ignored himself, Zhigao gulped up the noodles and put them in his mouth, and made a "whooshing" sound from time to time.

Jiaming, who had been puzzled for a long time, stayed in a shop selling clothes through the glass. And the dress on the model inside is so familiar.

Isn't this the dress that Mengran saw last time, Jiaming asked himself in his heart.

At this time, he imagined that the dress was worn on Meng Ran's body, and Meng Ran danced with his flowing black hair with both hands, turned three hundred and six degrees, and jumped a broken step, revealing two rows of white teeth, and his bright smile made the two small dimples more obvious.

Just now, his face was expressionless, but now he was smirking stupidly at the glass. This strange behavior was seen by Zhigao.

Stretch out the back of your hand and stick it to Jiaming's forehead:

"No problem"

And Zhigao was worried about seeing ghosts again, because the ghosts he saw during this time really made him unbelievable.

"Take away your stolen hands, why do you want to take advantage of me" After speaking, Jiaming wiped the bridge of his nose and picked up his chopsticks.