After Zheng Yimao and Li Mo both returned to the camp, Zhang Chunjun, who was holding a lunch box in both hands, suddenly walked out of the camp. [Ran^Text^Library] []

Zhang Chunjun walked unfast, but his movements were not slow, and he seemed extremely natural.

It took him quite a long time to walk to Luo Qi's side and give Luo Qi the lunch box in his hand.

"It's cold at night."

"Let's have some chicken soup."

Hearing this, Luo Qi frowned slightly, looked down at the lunch box handed over by Zhang Chunjun with the lid covered, and then looked up at Zhang Chunjun, and said with a puzzled face: "Principal." ”

"Where did this chicken come from?"

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun smiled.

The old man's smile seemed very kind.

"Where else?"

"A few bags of braised chicken wings, mixed with some pickled vegetables, boiled."

"A few bones are broken, and it tastes really good."

Hearing this, Luo Qi blinked slightly, raised his hand and pushed back the lunch box that he was holding in front of him.

"If you want to drink, you should drink it."

"I'm strong, and if I drink too much, I'll get a nosebleed."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun shook his head with a smile and said, "Silly boy." ”

"You're still worried about me, aren't you? I've already drunk it. ”

"That's what I'm left over."

Zhang Chunjun is already very old, and the years have ruthlessly carved many deep wrinkles on his face.

Especially in the past few days since the disaster, Zhang Chunjun's face has been aging at a rapid rate every day.

The wrinkles on his face, like a knife and an axe, were also increasing.

However, what is somewhat ironic is that Zhang Chunjun's physical condition is improving every day.

Even if he walked to Luo Qi's side on foot with a lunch box full of chicken soup, Zhang Chunjun's face was not red or breathless.

But in the face of Zhang Chunjun's sincere gaze, looking at Zhang Chunjun's increasingly old face, Luo Qi was moved, and could only accept the lunch box handed over by the old man.

"Just now, I saw it all."

Zhang Chunjun saw Luo Qi take the lunch box, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Zheng Yimao, go back to the camp." ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi held the lunch box that was still warm but not hot, and said to Zhang Chunjun in a gentle tone: "That's right, he has already gone back." ”

"I told him to go back."

"Oh."

Zhang Chunjun nodded again, put back the smile on his face, looked at Luo Qi with a somewhat serious face, and said, "He, what did you say?" ”

Hearing this, Luo Qi pursed his lips slightly, sighed again, and then said, "Him." ”

"I want to join in."

"I refused."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun raised his eyebrows slightly, frowned slightly, pondered for a while, and then looked at Luo Qi and said, "Xiao Luo." ”

"Zheng Yimao, that's it."

"But the old men and the children, and the women, you see?"

Hearing this, Luo Qi lowered his head slightly, avoiding Zhang Chunjun's gaze.

He opened the lid of the lunch box in his hand and looked at the oil soup floating with chili peppers and chopped green onions.

He was on the oil soup, looking at his face.

He was silent for a while, and then said, "Headmaster." ”

"I'm definitely going to Emei."

"But on the way to Emei, it is destined to be full of dangers."

"You know what is happening these days."

"Those old and weak follow me, it's really unsafe."

Luo Qi lifted the lunch box, took a sip of the soup in the box, smashed it and smashed it, and said dissatisfiedly: "I didn't put salt." ”

Zhang Chunjun looked at Luo Qi, who was dissatisfied, and his brows couldn't help frowning tightly.

He frowned and pondered for a while, then pondered the words before saying, "But I'm also an old man, Miss He and Little Friend Chen are also women." ”

"With your current strength, what do you have with these old and weak women and children?"

"It's not safe to follow you, but there is a place in the world now, which is safe?"

"Headmaster."

Luo Qi raised his head helplessly, looked at Zhang Chunjun who was pleading, the pupils in his eyes flickered slightly, and he pursed his lips again.

"It's not safe to follow me, it's just one aspect."

"The most important thing is that those old and weak women and children are not of the same mind as us."

"If the situation is slightly wrong, it will be inevitable that there will be conflicts in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunjun hesitated for a moment, but he still couldn't bear it in his heart, so he said to Luo Qi again: "How come? ”

"They can't threaten you at all."

"Even Zheng Yimao took the initiative to take refuge in you."

"That's right."

Luo Qi looked at Zhang Chunjun calmly, but said in a somewhat cold tone: "That's it, because of Zheng Yimao." ”

"Therefore, when the time comes, the contradiction will not be able to be reconciled."

"After all, a man cannot live without two heads, and a serpent cannot do without two heads."

Luo Qi raised the lunch box in his hand again, raised his head, and drank the chicken soup in the lunch box in one gulp.

He handed the lunch box back to Zhang Chunjun's hand and put the lid on the lunch box.

He patted Zhang Chunjun's shoulder, looked at the wrinkles on Zhang Chunjun's old face, and curled the corners of his mouth sharply.

He smiled, looked at Zhang Chunjun, and said, "Headmaster, do you remember what Gu Yunfei once told us about the so-called monster territory?" ”

"If it's as he said, this place is still safe now, it's because I killed that dragon-like monster."

"The neighboring monsters, I'm afraid they haven't realized it yet, but there's a clearing here."

"But what do you encounter when you get out of this place?"

"When the time comes, in order to go to Emei, I have no way to avoid it, so I can only grit my teeth and harden it."

"But they certainly won't do it."

"In other words, sooner or later, we will all have to separate, so in order to avoid conflicts in the future, it is better for me to refuse directly."

Luo Qi paused, pondered for a moment, and then said, "Headmaster." ”

"Those old and weak women and children are different from you, they trust Zheng Yimao more."

"So, I'm doing this for their good."

"After all, if they have a conflict with you, I will definitely kill you for your safety."

"When the time comes, I'm afraid none of those people will survive."

Luo Qi coughed lightly, but felt a spicy sensation that jumped to his throat.

He rubbed his Adam's apple with his fingers and spat on it, before he turned to Zhang Chunjun, whose face suddenly became solemn, and said, "Headmaster." ”

"Be careful of catching a cold, go back and rest."

I heard Luo Qi say murderous words in a flat tone.

Zhang Chunjun's face was extremely dignified.

He pursed his mouth slightly, and wanted to persuade again, but found that Luo Qi had already turned around and turned his back towards him, and he also knew that Luo Qi had already made up his mind, and he would not change it easily.

He sighed, turned around with a gloomy face, and walked to the camp.

His mood was very heavy at this time, and the pace of returning to the camp was obviously a little staggering.

When Zhang Chunjun left, Luo Qi turned his head sideways, and looked at the old man's rickety figure out of the corner of his eye, gradually disappearing between the ruins and broken walls.

His heart was as heavy as the old man's, but he turned back silently.

"Those who know me say that I am worried."

"Those who don't know me say what I want."

Luo Qi shook his head, and the look on his face looked a little lonely.

After Zhang Chunjun walked back to the camp, he sat cross-legged on a hillside.

He closed his eyes and began to look inward, and began to search for the object that had given him the cold touch he had given him last time.

He quickly found the coldness, and felt that this time it was more real than the last time, and he easily introduced the coldness into his forehead.

The night passed quickly.

When the light of the morning light had just driven away the darkness of the night, Luo Qi had already opened his eyes.

When he awoke from his meditation, he immediately drove the heat in his body to run around him, so as to reduce the chill that soaked into his bone marrow.

This time, the effect of guiding that kind of icy white river into the dantian was obviously not as good as the first time.

Luo Qi only felt that the five red flame clusters in the dantian had only become darker, and other than that, there was no change.

Therefore, Luo Qi was a little frustrated, but quickly cleaned up her mood.