Chapter 12: No more hesitation
The most wonderful thing in the world is nothing more than meeting the old people in a foreign land. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
It can be clearly seen that at the moment when Yuan Bao suddenly turned his head and saw Luoyang, in his eyes, there was shock, doubt, shock again, disbelief, shock, and finally, unspeakable ecstasy.
"Luo, Luo...... Luo ......" Yuan Bao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his slightly chubby body trembled, and he spoke incoherently.
"Luoyang?" Luoyang smiled and spoke, helping Yuan Bao to say the words.
The ingots chick nodded again and again like pecking rice.
"So you've been here all these years. Luoyang looked at the face that the ingots had changed slightly compared to back then, but it still made him feel familiar, and his eyes were also full of surprise.
Yuan Bao is only one year older than Luoyang, eight years ago he disappeared mysteriously, the village mobilized many people into the mountains to search, Luoyang is also one of them, but unfortunately after looking for three days and three nights, but only on a vine, found a broken clothes.
Some people guess that the ingots fell off the cliff and the bones are gone, and some people say that the ingots have been eaten by the wolves and tigers in the mountains...... Until the end, even Luoyang had to see the truth that the ingots had completely disappeared.
Putting aside the remarks I just heard, it is already a very happy event that Yuan Bao is still alive in the world.
"My dad...... Is he okay?" Yuan Bao finally calmed down the shock in his heart, suddenly thought of something, and blurted out the one thing he wanted to know most over the years.
Luoyang's eyes drooped slightly, covering the bitterness, sat down next to Yuanbao, and said softly: "Uncle Yuan has been waiting for you to come home." ”
Concealing Uncle Yuan's middle-aged and old age was deliberately done by Luoyang who was worried that Yuanbao in a foreign land would be stimulated.
"That's good, that's good......" Yuan Bao heard this, and breathed a long sigh of relief, the big stone that had been hanging in his heart for many years finally fell.
As early as Luoyang and Yuanbao childhood, the two are very good friends, the two of them have a quiet personality, and their styles of doing things are also completely different, gradually, after a few words, Yuanbao has developed a low-key personality in recent years, and gradually converged, and finally has a bit of the former appearance, lively, cheerful, and at this moment he is talking endlessly, telling Luoyang what he has seen and heard in the sect over the years.
From when he was in the mountains and forests, he was captured by an old man who could fly, until now, throughout eight years, it has been two hours.
Luoyang, on the other hand, is as before, smiling and listening patiently.
At this moment, Yuan Bao slapped his thigh with a "snap", and his slightly chubby face showed a very dignified look.
"What's wrong?" Luoyang was slightly stunned when he saw this, and his eyes were puzzled.
"Damn, I heard your name on the main peak two months ago!It's just that I subconsciously felt that I recognized the wrong person, a different person with the same name, so I didn't pay attention to it!" Yuan Bao's face showed great annoyance, and he shook his head again and again.
"It doesn't matter. Luo Yang shook his head and smiled.
"It's okay to be a fart, these guys in the outer gate are all wolf-hearted dogs, this muddy water has been turbid for many years, you will get supernatural powers when you are newly promoted to the outer gate, although this matter is a good thing, but it will definitely be remembered by that group of guys!" Yuan Bao's face showed solemnity.
"I'm fine. Luoyang recalled the scene in the woods outside the sect that day, sighed softly, and said.
Hearing this, Yuan Bao was stunned at first, and then suddenly recalled that some things that he had forgotten because he saw the old man, only to see that there was incredulity in his eyes, staring at Luoyang, and said: "Zhao Quan...... You killed it?"
"I killed it. Luoyang nodded flatly, as if admitting a trivial matter.
Although Zhao Quan died under the claws of the flame wolf summoned by the flame wolf technique, the flame wolf was summoned by Luoyang after all, not to mention that Luoyang had been infected by Haoran righteousness that day, even if he really wanted him to do it himself, he would not hesitate.
What's more, although Zhao Quan died at Luoyang's hands, as early as that night, Luoyang recognized the cruel reality and saw the cultivation world of the weak and the strong, and there was no longer a little dazed in his heart.
To practice is to live.
Compete with heaven and earth, and fight for life with the enemy!
What really surprised Luoyang was Yuanbao's reaction.
"Oh, this kind of crumb, it's beautiful to die. Yuan Bao nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth showed a trace of hideousness that Luoyang had never seen on his face.
Capturing this detail, Luoyang lowered his head and thought for a moment, but did not grasp it, but looked relieved.
In this cruel and realistic cultivation world, only if you are strong can you really gain a foothold, Yuan Bao has lived in the outer gate for eight years, how can he not see this clearly, it is not an exaggeration to say, he should see it more thoroughly than Luoyang!
As soon as he thought of this, Luoyang couldn't help but think back to what he heard from the mouth of the short disciple a moment ago, he glanced at the ingots deeply, but didn't ask anything.
Previously, when Yuan Bao told his experience, he deliberately avoided the part where he was humiliated, obviously because he didn't want his best friend to worry about him, since he didn't say it, then Luoyang didn't ask.
Luoyang just silently wrote down the name Xu Fan.
The young people who came out of Anping Village are all people who are accustomed to having no quarrel with the world and are content with peace, and coming to Yulingmen is tantamount to breaking this peace, making people constantly at a loss and desperate, but fortunately, in this encounter, Luoyang and Yuanbao each felt firmness from each other's words.
It was a kind of decisiveness that in order to survive, it was necessary to make changes.
There will be no more hesitation between the two.
Dusk is getting late, and a touch of sunset is falling.
Although Luoyang has not seen ingots for eight years, now that he knows that the two of them are in the same sect, he is not in a hurry to get too close for a while, and it is time for Luoyang to return to the cave to cultivate.
And just when Luoyang got up and waved his hand to pat the dust off his body, a strange smell suddenly penetrated his nose.
"Could it be ......" Luoyang raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little familiar with this pungent smell, and quickly recognized it.
It is a pungent smell mixed with a fragrant aroma and a foul smell.
Luoyang spoke softly, and stopped the ingots who had said goodbye and walked away, and the ingots paused slightly, and turned around to cast a puzzled look.
Luoyang and Yuanbao have grown up together since childhood, and the tacit understanding between each other, even if they have not met for eight years, they still exist, Yuanbao seems to have seen something from Luoyang's eyes, and was slightly stunned, and then pretended to be nothing, and waved goodbye again.
After half a pillar of incense, Luoyang returned to the cave, but did not close the stone gate of the cave.
Most of the hours passed, and after spending more time sparing the long way, the ingots who came to Luoyang Cave Mansion leaned out and walked in.
"What's the matter, it's still mysterious?" Yuan Bao confirmed that there was no one around, so he stepped in with confidence, he looked at the layout of the cave, and sat on the stone bench with a big grin.
"I want you to do me a favor. ”
Luoyang's face was serious, and he spoke seriously, he slowly leaned down, lifted the gossip futon, and took out something from the dark groove he had specially dug out.
It was a bead that was blood-red and seemed to have a faint smell of blood.