Wang Yuanbao couldn't believe it, Chen Yue, who could be called strong among young people, became this sick and weak appearance in just one night, as if a gust of wind came and could blow him down, Zhang Sui, who came closely, rushed in in a hurry, and the scene in front of him made him stunned in surprise, Chen Yue was a very tall and sturdy little adult in his eyes, but the man in front of him who was so weak that a gust of wind could blow him down, was it really Chen Yue?

Seeing that both of them looked incredulous, Chen Yue smiled and said: "This makes the two of you laugh, this should be infected with wind cold, there is no big problem, it will be almost good to rest for a day or two, don't cry and mourn your face, isn't it just wind cold, it's not a big deal, cough cough, you sit down ...... quickly."

Chen Yue struggled to sit up, but was interrupted by a violent cough, Wang Yuanbao hurriedly stepped forward to help Chen Yue up, let him lean on the head of the bed, but the start made Wang Yuanbao feel sad for a while, Chen Yue's body was cold, only a little warmth, or just a violent cough to hold, looking at the sickly flush on Chen Yue's face, Wang Yuanbao couldn't help but say: "Brother Yue, or Zhang Sui and I will send you to the pharmacy together, your wind and cold will inevitably be too serious." ”

After that, Wang Yuanbao was about to pull Chen Yue up, and Zhang Sui also stepped forward, ready to carry Chen Yue out of bed with Wang Yuanbao.

Waving his hand, Chen Yue said: "Don't, my body can hold it, isn't it just a wind chill, I can hold it, besides, when I go to the pharmacy at this time, isn't it a joke to show people, I can, cough cough, don't go." ”

Seeing that Chen Yue insisted, Wang Yuanbao's hand did not let go, such symptoms were indeed like a cold wind, but under the operation of the Wuyun purple tire, Wang Yuanbao actually saw a faint black gas in Chen Yue's eyebrows, the familiar gloomy and depressing feeling, Wang Yuanbao suddenly remembered the young lady of the Lu family who had just passed away in Tieshu Lane, and her eyebrows also had such a black gas, but it was much thicker than Chen Yue's eyebrows.

Wang Yuanbao said: "Brother Yue, did you encounter anything when you came back yesterday?"

Thinking of the thick black gas in the heart of the Lu family's little lady's eyebrows, Wang Yuanbao felt a pang in his heart, when he traveled with Grandmaster Xie, he had also seen those charms that had become some climates, they gave people the feeling that they were just like the gloomy and depressing in this floating alley, and the black gas in Chen Yue's eyebrows was the same source as the breath in the floating alley, if these were changed to normal times, Wang Yuanbao would definitely not be able to find it, but now that he has touched the threshold of the plastic tire realm, Wang Yuanbao is extremely sensitive to these complicated and filthy breaths, and although Chen Yue's eyebrows are lighter, he can still vaguely feel the complexity and filth in them, which is why Wang Yuanbao asked。

Chen Yue was stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect Wang Yuanbao to ask like this, although he was a little puzzled, he still said: "No, I came back yesterday, and there was nothing wrong." ”

For Cai Jing's death, Chen Yue's guilt and self-blame are still coiled in Chen Yue's heart, and they have never dispersed.

Zhang Sui naturally didn't know about Cai Jing's death, he only felt that Chen Yue and Wang Yuanbao were playing a sharp game, and he didn't understand it at all, but Chen Yue's appearance was like tuberculosis that his mother said, this is a fatal disease, sick like raising a tiger, and the tiger eats a lot of people, Zhang Sui is not like Wang Yuanbao, he will think so much, he is busy saying: " Brother Yue, where do you still go to the pharmacy, look for Mr. Yang, you can't drag it all the time, my mother said, illness is like raising a tiger, the tiger eats a lot of people, your wind and cold will become tuberculosis, and when the time comes, the root of the disease will be lost, but it is not worth it. ”

Zhang Sui was about to pull up Chen Yue, who was half-lying on the bed, but Wang Yuanbao stopped him, "Zhang Sui, you go home first, I'm here to accompany Brother Yue, if your mother can't find you, I'm afraid I'll be in a hurry, here I am, you go back first." ”

Zhang Sui said: "I finally ran out, my mother forced me to learn those books on immortal cultivation all day long, it makes people have no headache, I don't want to go back!"

Looking at Zhang Sui who was not without grievances, Wang Yuanbao said: "Your mother is for your good, go back quickly, your mother will really be in a hurry if you can't find you, when the time comes, if you go back again, I'm afraid that you will inevitably have a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots." ”

Wang Yuanbao looked at the aggrieved Zhang Sui very seriously, and Zhang Sui looked up to see if Wang Yuanbao still listened to Wang Yuanbao's words, lowered his head and rubbed his head, and walked out.

The atmosphere fell silent.

Chen Yue and Wang Yuanbao were unwilling to speak first, the two of them knew what the other party wanted to say, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they knew that they could no longer hide it, and the two lowered their heads and thought about their respective thoughts.

The courtyard is a little deeper, the grass and trees are spring, piling up the tender green smoke, and the budding flowers and bones are hiding under the green leaves that have stretched out, waiting for the season to bloom.

Chen Yue spoke first in the end: "I don't want to die." ”

Who in the world wants to die? Although the world is prosperous, there is more suffering and less happiness, but it really makes people choose, there will never be less people who are willing to endure hardship, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of the world, the old man dies, the baby is born, this is reincarnation, although Chen Yue is kind in his heart, but he is also afraid of death, people are born is a process of waiting for death, there are still parents by their side, from death, there is still a mountain, but like Wang Yuanbao and Chen Yue, they are only one step away from death, the emperors of the world will be afraid of death, and the small people in the market are also afraid of death, which is also the beginning of the road trip of many monks, by no means for the so-called grand aspirations, but most of all, it is due to the fear of death.

Wang Yuanbao stared at Chen Yue's eyes tightly and said, "What did you see?"

The Hidden Instrument was lying at Wang Yuanbao's feet, and the gloomy depression in this courtyard made it feel very uncomfortable, as if it had pressed a boulder on its chest, and it was out of breath, and the Xuanhuang Dragon Qi on Wang Yuanbao's body was the best relief.

Chen Yue was silent for a while when he heard this, and said: "A shadow in red clothes floated over from outside the wall, pressed on me, and grinded, and then I couldn't remember." ”

The ghosts in the mountains, in order to continue their lives, use various means to lure men and women, suck their essence, in order to touch the threshold of the avenue, what Chen Yue said, is just as written in the script of the play.

There was silence again.

Wang Yuanbao felt uncomfortable, the two things were connected together, but they were different, first Chen Yue, and then the little lady of the Lu family in the Li family's mansion in Tieshu Lane, all for the same reason, by ghosts.

Seeing that Wang Yuanbao was silent, Chen Yue sighed: "Cai Jing's death, I feel very guilty, this may be retribution, but, Wang Yuanbao, I don't want to die, I haven't drunk yet, I haven't liked someone yet, I haven't learned Master's sword-forging skills, I don't want to die, I'm not wrong, I'm just guilty, why did you find me? I don't want to die!!"

Chen Yue became more and more excited, and the words behind him were almost shouted, Wang Yuanbao looked at Chen Yue seriously, and said seriously: "Brother Yue, you won't die!"

Wang Yuanbao held Chen Yue's hand, the warmth came from the palm, Chen Yue also held Wang Yuanbao's hand tightly, and the long-lost warmth went straight from the palm to the heart.

............

Blacksmith Feng was still beating the sword bar in his hand, and he was deaf to the sound in his ears, which made the Jinyi Taoist Li Yuhuan hurt his brain, and now the characters who can cast flying swords have long been like a rarity, most of the flying swords of sword cultivation are taken, and the rest are either inherited from the ancestral hall, or some aura swords that can't even be touched by the threshold of the magic weapon.

Jinyi Taoist Li Yuhuan secretly scolded his senior brother for being treacherous in his heart, but he had to keep a smile on his face.

What Feng Blacksmith was thinking about was what Fang Liang said, "Death and life are life, and wealth is in the sky" , He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to push Chen Yue into this gamble, for Chen Yue, he succeeded, this is a hundred benefits and no harm, but if he fails, it is a dead death, in the result of no power to return to the sky, Feng Blacksmith hesitated, Fang Liang's gambling game, sitting in the bank, only Fang Liang alone, the later unknowns, but not easy to control, the people in this small world, are all cage birds, all plan to rely on this gambling destiny to break through the cage, fly to the sky, Tangtang Cave is a cage, Senluo is also a cage, if you want to fly out of the cage, you must gamble, the outcome is five or five, there is no opportunity to say, can do, is to play their own hole cards well.

Stopping the work in his hand, Blacksmith Feng said: "Put things down, this sword, I helped you cast it, but in the past few days, the yin qi is too heavy, which makes people feel unpleasant, you can do it." ”

Jinyi Taoist Li Yuhuan thought that things would be done so easily, but Feng Blacksmith's words were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, according to Feng Blacksmith's words, this water, he had to be the first to try the depth, but this bird is not so easy to do, all forces are now staring at Longchang Town, these cities are deep, all waiting for others to hold back and touch the fish in the water first, Jinyi Taoist Li Yuhuan knows the depth of this, the senior brother once said, this Longchang Town is a pot in the sky, the rules are there, as long as you don't touch, you can do whatever you want in this rule, but you have to remember a sentence, life and death are life, wealth is in the sky。

Li Yuhuan, a Jinyi Taoist, smiled bitterly when he heard this: "You want me to go to the fire to get chestnuts, this is really a bit difficult, right?"

Blacksmith Feng waved his hand, and then ignored the brocade-clothed Taoist Li Yuhuan.

............

The snow in Haihezhou stopped, but there was no blazing sun, and the snow could not melt for more than a month, the middle-aged Confucian stretched his waist and drank with his confidant, drunk and happy, not drunk and happy, Lao Xiucai had already woken up, standing in front of the window and looking at the vast white in the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

The carbon fire in the red clay small stove still has the residual temperature of the overnight, and the wine is not a drop left, now the wine jug, is filled with the snow water that has melted, the middle-aged Confucian poured himself a glass, drank it, cold heart, through the bones and cold, but it is the most suitable for sobering up, shivered, the middle-aged Confucian walked to the old Xiucai, looked at the vast white in the distance, and said: "The spring of Haihezhou came very late, this snow, it has to fall for more than a month." ”

Lao Xiucai stretched out his hand and pointed to a black dot in the vast white, and said, "It's not far away, the snow should have stopped a long time ago, but you don't want to believe it." ”

The middle-aged Confucian said: "Do you see how many plum blossoms in my courtyard have bloomed?"

Lao Xiucai said: "You want it to bloom, it's just a gesture, you don't want it to bloom, even if I say it's blooming, but it still won't bloom." ”

The black dots in the vast white are getting closer and closer, and they are visibly coming towards Lao Xiucai.

The middle-aged Confucian man slapped his hand, picked up the snow that fell on the window lattice, smashed it in his hand, waved it out, and flew in the air one after another.

It ended up on those plum trees.

"Blooming, but it's still not spring, the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, that's not true, why are you obsessed with this?"

Lao Xiucai saw the plum blossoms gradually blooming, the dark fragrance was sparse, floating in the snow, and these were not what Lao Xiucai wanted, the black spots in the pale have become a huge shadow, in the vast snow white, black and white, these are two extremes, such a contrast, but it is the most shocking, the middle-aged Confucian looked at the shadow curtain with a blank face, noncommittal.

"It's not too late for spring. ”

The snow is gone, spring is coming!