It was rare to rest, Mo Liunian was cleaning at home, and was removing the quilt and throwing it into the basin, Xiao Banxian came back with a few packets of medicine, Mo Liunian immediately took it over, and boiled the medicine quickly.

Xiao Banxian came out with a chair, put the chair under the big jujube tree, picked up a few dates casually, and ate them without washing them.

A strange person like Xiao Banxian, although he can pinch and calculate, but it is easier to calculate what has already happened, and as for the future auspicious and evil fortunes, Xiao Banxian can only check out a rough idea according to people's minds.

If the little half-immortal has to insist on observing the situation, at most he can only rely on his own mind, and he can also realize the other party inside and outside the hundred days, no matter how far he goes, he only knows a rough idea, and it is not possible to know as much as he can.

So Xiao Banxian pinched his fingers and calculated what happened to the Zhou family, and he also calculated a rough idea if nothing happened,

Xiao Banxian couldn't help but sigh, at the beginning, there were already many entanglements, and now if he wants to get out, how can it be so simple?

All this is the fault of the Zhou family themselves, and it can only be cleaned up slowly by the Zhou family themselves.

There are too many unpredictable things, even tomorrow's life and death are impermanent, so what are the worries and thoughts?

Thinking too much is confusing, isn't the reason why young people are happy and happy is because they don't think too much, let alone take care of it?

It's like there are a lot of numbers in life, and the little half-fairy also knows that he has set up a game when he didn't expect it, and the little half-fairy doesn't want to count these things, so he just treats every day as a happy life.

If life begins to know the end, it is also a tragedy in itself.

It is not useless to have no quarrel with others in everything. The words are very reasonable, and it is impossible to distinguish between right and wrong.

In this red dust, the little half-immortal often seems to lose himself and don't know where he is.

Little Half-Immortal often asks himself, am I the real self now?

None of this seems to have an answer.

The little half-immortal felt that the love in this world was incomprehensible, so he must not make a decision until he regretted it.

When you resent her like that, hated her like that, your heart is full of obsession to live.

It wasn't until I knew that I would never go back in this life that I realized that such an obsession was actually just a fear that I would forget her.

I want to stay with her for a little longer, a little longer.

However, I didn't see myself clearly at the time, and I ...... afterwards But he didn't dare to see himself clearly.

The helpless life has suddenly been recovering, in fact, the little half-immortal doesn't mind, even if he is tired, only he can understand such a mood, and the wounds he has added, telling himself to be strong, because no one wants to see his weakness.

Everyone is just living for themselves, once the little half-immortal waited to drift away with the wind, everything is just a joke, laugh to see how stupid he is, can he never go back.

At this moment, the little half-immortal feels that it is important to grasp and cherish what is in front of him, facing the sun, the darkness is naturally behind him, isn't it?

If you don't do anything, you can't solve it, and thinking is just a fantasy. "Happy life, no regrets in death".

No matter how long the pain is, there will always be an end to the day. The little half-immortal said to himself in his heart.

Disappointment is a kind of happiness, waiting is also a kind of happiness, but after waiting for a long time, it is still disappointed again and again, can that happiness continue, maybe it is really time to give up.

Exists in the world, and has no way of knowing what will happen in the future or who will meet you.

Many things don't come from you, because we can't control them at all, and no one can be free and easy.

Like a blessing and a curse, like fate, one day it will inexplicably come to you, you want to prevaricate and pretend that you have never met, but you don't know that it is too late to let go.

No matter what you've experienced, Xiao Banxian has always been qualified to fight for everything he wants, even if he is dissatisfied, at least he can go out and fight against God.

Sometimes, the little half-fairy wants to be impulsive. In an instant, I went to do what I liked, to meet the people I wanted to meet, to go where I wanted to go, and to say what I wanted to say, but I couldn't say anything for the time being.

But in reality, the little half-immortal has done nothing, he can't fight if he wants to, he has nowhere to retreat, and he doesn't even have the right to give up.

If you have decided to give up, you don't need to dissect the problem anymore.

If there is hope, and believe in the results of time.

It's not as important as you think, and it's not as bad as you think.

Everything is fine, don't pursue it, let things push themselves.

This is the way things are, waiting for them to happen naturally.

There's no need to force it to go back to where it started. All of this seemed weak and pale at the moment.

Because the life of the little half-fairy does not belong to me completely, the little half-fairy can only wait for God's arrangement.

There are too many helpless things in this world, and the little half-immortal can't control it, and he can't manage it.

When Mo Liunian heard this, he directly snatched the dates in his hand, and said angrily: "The disease enters from the mouth, do you know it." ”

Mo Liunian beat a few more dates and washed them together and then handed them to the little half-immortal, and he went to wash the cup, the little half-fairy ate the dates, looking at Mo Liunian's busy appearance, but his heart was full of happiness, this is home.

Since the death of his grandfather when Xiao Banxian was a child, he has no home, and since then, he has always lived with his master, and he has never experienced such a warm feeling.

After eating the dates and smelling the medicinal fragrance, the little half-fairy fell asleep groggily, and slept until sunset.

He had a dream, and in the dream, a little girl in red said proudly: "Little half-immortal, you will always be my defeated." ”

As soon as the little half-fairy was about to speak, the little girl whipped over.

The whip woke him up.

When he woke up, he was covered with a thin blanket, and the weather in late autumn was already a little cold at this time, Mo Liunian just put the rice in the pot, and turned around to look at the little half-immortal.

Mo Liunian was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he immediately poured the medicine and brought it to the little half-immortal.

"Drink. ”

The little half-immortal has been afraid of drinking medicine since he was a child, but in this line of cultivation, he often has to drink medicine, because the usual food is simply not enough to restore the depleted vitality.

Along the way to cultivation, the essence of heaven and earth that needs to be absorbed is not what ordinary food can provide, and the little half-immortal himself needs to consume genius earth treasure every day to supplement his loss.

The aura of heaven and earth is too thin, and it can only barely maintain the status quo if it is absorbed at all, but if it is used, it will not be able to make ends meet.

The vitality lost from the last battle with the fox demon has not yet recovered, so the little half-immortal needs to make up for it in the past few days.

The little half-fairy closed his eyes and drained the bowl of medicine, and as soon as the bowl left his mouth, a candied fruit was stuffed into his mouth.

Mo Liunian took the bowl: "Let's go back and rest first, you can eat in half an hour." ”

Xiao Banxian thought of the girl in red, looked at Mo Liunian again, and felt that although Mo Liunian occasionally had a poisonous tongue, he was really much gentler than the mother-in-law.

Xiao Banxian moved the chair back to the room, and was about to go to Mo Yan's room to chat, when there was a sudden knock on the front door.

Xiao Banxian was about to open the door, and Mo Liunian had already walked out of the stove room: "I'll take a look." Mo Liunian said.

Mo Liunian opened the door and saw a simple green oil car parked outside the door, and a pair of young couples stood in front of her with anxious faces.