Xue Jin naturally didn't know that Changsheng thought so much about himself, he just watched Ah Qiu pack up his things for a while, and then fell asleep. Although this body is indeed a monk, it is not in the same state of health as a normal monk should be because it has been poisoned. Removing the wounds that can heal on their own, it is the same as ordinary people.

But Changsheng didn't care about this, she moved quickly, quickly cleaned up the house, and also brought her grandfather's tablet with her, and left with Xuejin and a large cart of things the next morning when everyone in Gujia Village didn't react.

Half a month later, there was a rumor in the county town that someone was selling a magical herb that could make people breathe underwater for a short time. It's just that if you buy this herb and don't use it for half a month, it will lose its effect. But even so, there are many who are willing to give it a try. After all, it's a life!

Especially those who have a lot of money and are in high positions, they are even more desperate. So the business of selling spirit grass is very good. It's just that treasures are not easy to obtain, and the spirit grass is said to be extremely difficult to cultivate, and only ten can be produced at a time, even so, it has also made a sky-high price.

Changsheng hadn't sold it twice, and she had already made a lot of money, and she was a little dazed when she looked at the white silver. Was this money so easy to earn? She used to go hunting with her grandfather in the mountains, and many wild animals could only earn a little money. But now, it's just a few spirit grasses, is it so valuable?

Looking at Ugly's unpromising appearance, Xue Jin couldn't help but roll his eyes, and then shook the fan in his hand and urged Changsheng to hurry up and cultivate.

"It's just a trail. In the eyes of the monks, money had no effect at all, and was nothing more than a mortal thing. What is really useful to you is the spirit stone. A low-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for 10,000 taels of silver, and the two are not equal at all. You'd better hurry up and cultivate. How long have you been cultivating, why is it so difficult to be a Qi Refining Stage cultivator? ”

Changsheng obediently put down the silver money in his hand. She used to sell water and grass, but it was only because of her livelihood. As long as she doesn't squander the money she earns now, she can use it for half her life. Therefore, the trading of spirit grass had been stopped two days ago.

Hearing Xue Jin's inquiry at this time, Changsheng immediately stretched out his hand, and the warm current in the dantian gushed out at this time, attached to her fingers, and a strong qi came out, hitting a palm-long grass in front of him with a bang. The grass was swaying by the wind, but in the end it stood tenaciously under the expectant gaze of the two.

Xue Jin looked at the good grass in disbelief, and the folding fan in his hand was rattling.

"You! You, you, you! You've been practicing for so long, and you can't even beat a little grass? ”

Looking at the panting Xue Jin, Changsheng felt a little weak. She, she doesn't know what's going on, she was so dignified when she played with the knife before, but now she missed a little.

Afraid that Xue Jin would be angry, Changsheng hurriedly said that he could try again. But Xuejin was already so angry that he went back to the house to sleep.

Looking at Xue Jin's back, Changsheng was puzzled. What's going on with her? I played it pretty well before, how could it be......

So Changsheng practiced by himself for half an hour, and then he heard a crisp cracking sound in the house, Changsheng pulled his legs and ran into the house, Xuejin wouldn't be committing suicide again, right? These days in his new home, Seokjin still keeps trying to commit suicide. Changsheng really doesn't know what's good about suicide, doesn't it hurt? But Seokjin persevered, and in the end, he just took care not to dirty the house when he committed suicide.

Rushing in hurriedly to take a look, Seokjin was in a daze at his bloody hand, and on the table was a broken cup.

Changsheng walked over quietly, lightly put the broken porcelain piece aside, and then bandaged him silently.

"No, I can't die anyway."

"Even if you can't die, it hurts. Bear with me. Whoever asked you to live with me now, I just can't see that others are injured and not bandaged. ”

Xuejin stopped talking, and for a while there was silence in the hut, and even the sound of breathing was very clear. Seeing that Ah Chou was seriously bandaging himself, Xuejin felt a little weak in his heart.

Although he was bent on seeking death, this time he really didn't mean to, he just became more and more angry the more he thought about it, and then slapped it on the table, but he didn't expect to smash the cup. However, he didn't want to explain, after all, didn't this mean that he didn't want to die?

"The ......"

"There will be a lantern festival in the city tonight, it's very lively, go and see?"

As soon as he heard the invitation, Seoljin's spirit was a little sluggish. During this time, Ugly has been trying to take himself out for a walk. Although I spend most of my time in the ox cart, I am also very persistent in telling myself to see different scenery. He is also such an old person, how can he not know that this is Ugly who wants to let him give up the idea of suicide?

However, there are some people who live in the world, and they only live as a shell, and their souls are long gone. Even if you live in the world, you just survive day by day. It's really boring to be alive. Why not let him die?

looked at Ugly with an expressionless face, in fact, Xuejin wanted to refuse very much, but because he had just lost something, he nodded reluctantly.

"That's great, the lantern festival is very lively, there are a lot of vendors selling things, and in half a month, the river will start to rise, and there will be a river lantern festival. These two lantern festivals are over, and spring is coming. You haven't seen spring here yet, have you? I've seen it once before, people in the county town will put their carefully cultivated flowers on both sides of the street, and when the time comes, the city will be full of flowers, which will be both beautiful and smelly......"

Changsheng has been persistently telling Xuejin about those beautiful things that are worth remembering. How good it is to be alive, there are flowers, there is good food, there is fun, and there are relatives by your side, why die? Xuejin can still think about how good it is. To be dead is to have nothing, not to know anything, how bad is that.

Looking at such an ugly person, somehow, Xue Jin, who used to be cut by the enemy on the battlefield and would not shed a single tear, couldn't help but feel a little sour at this time.

Over the years, it was not that no one tried to stop his suicidal thoughts. It's just that they often have their own purposes. There is hope that he will be obedient and obedient, and there is hope that he can survive and give them a better life......

He has seen enough of the world. And Ah Chou is still the only one who just wants him to live for so many years.

He hadn't seen such a caregiver for a long time. It's just that Xuejin deserves it.

"Changsheng, you don't have to try to keep me alive, for me, being alive is just a pain. If you die, it's a relief. ”

“…… But when you die, there's nothing! ”

"That's what I want."

“…… Let's talk about watching the lanterns at night. ”

When it comes to shifting the subject, immortality is top-notch.

Kavin, Ka's head is going down......

Tomorrow I will add more friends~

(End of chapter)