It was dark, the night was not dark, and the snow reflected a crystal light.

If there is no light, how can it be reflected?

The light came from Thirteen Lang's body, which could only be seen in the snow. The cold wind is no longer cold, and the ice particles exude warmth but do not melt, like bright crystals.

The slightest ray of light is like substance, and it is blown by the wind and spreads around, spreading to three feet. Beside Thirteen Lang, the little young master's body was surrounded by a warm breath, as if there was a clear spring sweeping the blood meridians, his spirit was in a trance, and his eyes gradually fell asleep.

The light continued to spread, spreading like the wind among the cold branches of the snow, enveloping everything in the space, and then giving it

The guard was already standing up, planning to call the little young master back to the big tent, but at this time, one foot was raised in the air, looking ahead with a stupid expression, as if he was confused between heaven and earth.

In the depths of the earth, a rustling sound sounded at some point, and those insects sleeping or hiding in the ground felt the breath of spring, and they woke up one after another and began to squirm, struggling to climb up.

Within ten zhang, the snow and spring dawn are perfectly blended, and no one can identify them

"Ho"

A sigh of great comfort and pleasure sounded from the bottom of his heart, Thirteen Lang's expression was quiet and happy, and there was a bit of understanding in the peace, his face was smoothed out in the spring breeze and cold wind, and he slowly stood up straight.

Stepping on the earth, the sky above the head, the eyes are like stars, the body is like a cedar, strong but not losing the deep vicissitudes of life, such as transformation!

At the dantian, the withered and dormant Yuan Infant began to bounce, very slightly, very slowly, and unusually resolutely, like a jumping heart, and like an abyssal whirlpool containing the universe, becoming a shijie in its own right.

To be more precise, it is necessary to begin to construct a shijie on one side, and a shijie unique to him!

A nirvana space that is full of evil energy, but does not lose itself.

That is the beginning of life, a sign of the awakening that originated from chaos.

Don't force it. The Tao is based on nature, how can it be forced

Thirteen Lang is a very unique person, absolutely against the enemy, never against things, and even more absolutely for himself. He likes to take the math to the extreme. Do it to the extreme. As the dean and Leng Yu once commented, walking the tightrope repeatedly, there is no day to lose.

The fact is that Thirteen Lang rarely misses a calculation, and since the fall of the spirit, there are only three slow times, but they all make him regret it deeply. I can't take control of my time.

The first time, the dumb aunt changed from a human to a ghost; the second time, it was not a mistake to kill Yelian, but there were many troubles; the third time was the worst, and it was not enough to save Dingdong. Making this picture by himself is the hateful thing that really makes him helpless and remorseful.

If you can't do it, it's better to lie dormant. Thirteen Lang always thought that he knew this sentence very well, but when it came to the end, when he saw that glimmer of opportunity, although he knew that the other party was unfathomable, he still forced a fight regardless of the consequences.

outcome

It's been two years since he returned, and Shisanlang still can't get rid of his hidden physical illness. repeatedly hovers between life and death because of backlash. Pain and suffering are small things, and delaying time is the real source of his tiredness and haggardness.

Time. It is so precious to Thirteen Lang, so precious that he can't wait to count through the starry sky, and he can't wait to finish everything.

Don't force it!

At this moment, Shisanlang let go of everything, body and mind, god and soul seemed to open a new door, exhaling and inhaling, all blending into heaven and earth.

A child's unintentional words woke him up in confusion and realized a truth that he had always thought he had understood.

For the little master, what he said just now was just an imagination, and there was no possibility of realizing it at all. He doesn't have enough liliang, and he lacks the will to control himself, and although his ambition is high at this time, he will succumb to the pressure and embark on another path that he doesn't like when he is reprimanded by his strict father. Thirteen Lang is different, he is strong enough, tough enough, the same words and the same understanding, the result is very different.

Ten thousand laws are the way, every grass and tree is the road, and all things are all reasonable, not to mention a child with a pure heart.

That's the chance

"Young Master Tao!"

The call sounded in the abruptness, and a maid carried a food box from the big tent, and her steps were messy, breaking the shijie that was beginning to show majesty.

The glow converged instantly, the cold wind was cold again, and the insects in the ground felt the coldness above in confusion, and quickly turned back.

As if nothing had happened.

"Ugh"

The little young master turned his head in a daze, looked at the maid and then turned to look at Thirteen Lang, and said, "What happened?"

Shisanlang pulled him up from the ground and said gently, "Go back to eat and remember to review." ”

The little young master scratched his head, scratched a snowflake in his hand, and said, "Strange, why don't you feel cold?"

Because of teaching in the snow, whenever the practice of calligraphy ends, the little young master will stiffen all over his body, at this time he feels warm on his body, and the snow on his hands quickly turns into water and flows away, only feeling cool, but there is no slightest chill. Shisanro didn't explain anything, carefully put the dagger on his waist, and said, "You might as well play with this knife when you're free, it's beneficial." ”

"Uh" The little young master responded reluctantly, and when he thought about playing with a knife, it was not a murder, but there was no need to be taboo, and his tone and expression became refreshing again.

"Then I'll go back, why don't you wait and bring some snacks to the teacher?"

"The snack is here, the young master should go back quickly, the master is going to be angry. ”

Before Thirteen Lang could speak, the maid had already walked over from a distance, put the food box on the ground, stretched out her hand to pat the snow behind the little master's buttocks, and complained: "It's cold, why is it so late." ”

The words are obviously said to Thirteen Lang, the little girl is straightforward and fast-talking, although she doesn't feel that the down-and-out scholar hates it, but she can't talk about being close;

Thirteen Lang didn't care, but the little young master was not happy, he slapped the maid's hand away with a red face, and said, "I'll do it myself." ”

The maid laughed eatingly, regardless of his little manly temperament, he slapped unceremoniously, and said to himself: "If you don't clean it, beware that the master won't let you come again." ”

As soon as the magic weapon of Zhenshan came out, the little young master suddenly lost his temper, and the ambitions in Shicai's chest were all left behind, and he hurriedly thought about how to deal with Yan's father's reprimand for a while. The maid here peeked at the ground in a hurry, and said in surprise: "Write this word again?"

"Shhhhhh ”

The maid rolled her eyes. Grimacing. Turning back to Thirteen Lang, he said: "So that Mr. knows, the master has commanded, the young master is young, and he can't learn these rough martial arts methods for the time being." ”

Everyone is everyone, and a maid can also read and break sentences, and there is a bit of sonorous meaning between words. The little young master was ashamed and angry, and he wanted to reprimand to save face. was stopped by Thirteen Lang.

The scene in front of him was so familiar, Thirteen Lang sighed in his heart, and couldn't help but recall the past of the falling spirit; Suppressing his thoughts, Thirteen Lang asked the maid: "It's not that the master wants Lin Tao to learn the immortal method, why can't he learn this word?"

The maid had no stage fright and said: "The immortal law is the immortal law. What does it have to do with killing. The young master will inherit the family business in the future, and keep Sven as the official way, how can you be allowed to teach indiscriminately. ”

Thirteen Lang opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. The little young master was angry and anxious next to him, wanting to help but afraid that the maid would sue him for a black state, and he writhed around like lice, so he was not uncomfortable.

The maid went to Xing'er and continued in a persuasive tone: "Sir's words are good. You should learn some words. Even if you can't get fame, it's good to make a living. Bring home the bacon. I heard that you still have to consult a doctor for your wife, and your mind is good, but you can go to Randance City like this."

The girl's family is soft-hearted, and she is embarrassed to finish her words, and the implication is nothing more than that you can't even live by yourself, and what wife and family do you save, it's simply an insult to Sven.

Thirteen Lang was speechless, but smiled bitterly.

Infected by the bitterness in her smile, the maid sighed softly, and said: "You don't have to be too anxious, I heard that Mrs. said that if the cultivation of immortals is not successful, you want to find a teacher for the young master, and even the young lady agrees, and is planning to discuss it with the master." If the sir is well taught"

Thirteen Lang had to answer at this time, and hurriedly said: "Thank you for the kindness of the girl, the contemptible person has other plans, so you don't have to work so hard." ”

The little young master was a little excited just now, and when he heard this, he immediately lowered his head and looked gloomy. He already has an understanding of Thirteen Lang's temperament, usually gentle as a breeze caressing his face, but the things he decides cannot be changed, and if he says or does not do it, there is no longer any possibility.

"I don't know what to do. ”

The maid muttered, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "I heard that Randance City is very chaotic, what do you plan to make a living from?"

Shisanlang hesitated for a moment and said, "I know some medical skills, and I should be able to find a way to survive in the medical hall." ”

"Medical skills!" The maid was surprised, and asked with an expression of disbelief, "Since you understand, why do you want to?"

Shisanro knew what she meant, and explained: "The medical path is difficult, and it is only rough in the lower parts, and it cannot cure his wife's illness." ”

The maid nodded suddenly, her expression became softer and softer, and said, "It's a good person, but it's a pity that your medical skills are shallow, otherwise, you can help the old lady take a look." ”

Thirteen Lang smiled bitterly again, thinking in his heart that my medical skills are shallow, and the little problem in your family is still unbearable.

It was inconvenient to say this, Thirteen Lang thought for a while, and said: "I have seen the old man from a distance, and his face is dark, and the middle sunflower is gloomy, which should be a sign of cold in the inner abdomen, I don't know if it's right." ”

"Scared!" the maid's face was pale, and the little young master next to her jumped three feet high, and shouted repeatedly: "What the teacher said is too right, my father's illness has been accumulated for a long time, and no matter how many doctors I have seen, the teacher will follow me."

It doesn't matter what time it is, the little young master is about to run away as soon as he grabs the placket of Shisanlang's clothes.

"Wait!"

In the end, the maid is more serious, thinking that this matter must be cautious, the master's physical discomfort is secret, maybe he heard it from the guard's small talk. Stopping the young master, she looked at Thirteen Lang and said, "Tell me again, what is the illness of the young lady?"

"This" Shisanlang was not stupid, smiled and said: "I haven't seen the face of the young lady here, how can I talk nonsense." ”

The little master was so anxious that he jumped to his feet, but the maid let out a sigh of relief and said, "Forget you!"

Thinking that this person was not a profligate, her impression of Thirteen Lang changed a lot, and she said to the little young master with a word of approval: "Young master, don't worry, wait until you go back and tell the old lady, and it's not too late to decide." ”

Shisanlang followed up and said: "What the girl said is that she has not improved herself in the next day, and her energy is hindered, and after a few days to adjust her body, if Madame has any orders, she will definitely do her best." ”

Hearing this, the little master couldn't say anything more, his face was melancholy and anxious to say goodbye to the teacher, and he even ran and jumped all the way, as if he couldn't wait for a moment, and hurriedly rushed back to report the news. Seeing this, the maid kept up with the guards, and did not forget to apologize to Thirteen Lang before leaving, showing the demeanor of the scholarly everyone.

Behind him, Shisanlang looked at the backs of several people, quietly savoring the beating Yuan Ying, his gentle expression gradually became cold, and the sharpness rose again.

"The poison of the sandfly flower, what is the Lin family hiding, provoked the monk to take action. ”

It feels good, I like the taste, it's much more fun than fighting

(To be continued......)