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"Goo-goo"

A voice instantly broke the quiet atmosphere, Chen Zimu lowered his head and was silent, only a blush on his pale face showed his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info He was embarrassed. But he was really hungry. It has been more than three days since he was in a coma last time, and he has not taken a drop of water, and he has not realized it when he woke up just now because of the rush of fire. At this time, after resting, the spirit is relaxed, and the fragrance is smelled, and the stomach is really unbearable and miserable for a while.

The monk also turned his head to look at him after hearing the voice, as if he had thought of something, then turned his head to look at the two sweet potatoes in his hands, as if he had made a difficult choice, picked up half of the sweet potatoes and stretched them out to Chen Zimudao

"Hey, boy, here you go"

Chen Zimu raised his head and looked at him, silent.

The monk also saw that he was unmoved, and seemed to be a little angry, took half of the sweet potato, turned around and walked to Chen Zimu's side, stuffed it into his arms, and then walked to the straw mat and sat down, as if sighing

"Boy, eat, I see that you and I are also the same fallen people at the end of the world, or in this big Wu'an City, you can only live in this broken temple, eat"

Chen Zimu didn't speak, just stared at the half of the sweet potato, as if he had made a decision, and then picked up the sweet potato and took a big bite of it, as if he was afraid that a trace would fall off. When the monk saw him eating, he also raised his head while eating

"Boy, monk, I travel all over the world, you are the first person to sleep in my bed and eat my fate, you are lucky"

Hearing what he said, Chen Zimu stopped biting, put down the sweet potato in his hand, was silent for a while, and said two words stiffly

"Thank you"

"No, no, who would let the monk be compassionate," he said, waving his hand. A look of incomparable righteousness. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he turned his head sharply to stare at Chen Zimudao

"Can you speak? Then I asked you why you didn't answer just now, monk, I thought you were dumb."

Chen Zimu ate sweet potatoes and was silent, and the monk saw that he didn't speak, so he continued

"Hey, what about you, boy, why don't you speak"

Chen Zimu was still speechless, and the monk stared at him for a while, and found that he couldn't do anything about him, so he turned around and ate by himself.

After a while, both of them had finished eating, and then they remained silent.

At this time, Chen Zimu looked at the sky through the dewed roof, like a clear water wash, the silk was not clean, and the stars on it were dotted, like a chess cloth, each shining, but it was corresponding, and the people who watched it were fascinated, staring at such a starry sky, Chen Zimu's mouth couldn't help but murmur

"Daddy, are you still alive? Daddy, how is my mother's illness? Do you know, Mu'er misses you, Mu'er misses home."

Two lines of tears flowed from the corners of his eyes and down his cheeks, but he didn't move at all as if he didn't feel anything, still looking up at the sky indifferently.

"Hey, boy, come here"

Suddenly, a voice pulled him out of his thoughts, turned his head to see the monk looking at him, and said something again

"Come here"

Chen Zimu looked at him and frowned

"What's the matter?"

The monk couldn't help but feel strange when he saw that he didn't move, and then scratched his head

"Come here, monk, I won't hurt you, I just see that you are covered with blood and your face is pale, I want to see how you are, and by the way, I will heal you"

"Heal" Chen Zimu wondered, and then shook his head

"No, I'm fine"

The monk was also slightly angry at this time and said

"Oops, I'm grumpy"

As he spoke, he walked to Chen Zimu, walked in front of him, squatted down and pulled out his hand, and put the two fingers of his right hand on his wrist to distinguish them in detail.

Chen Zimu struggled to break free, but the monk's strength was too great to help at all. At this time, I saw that wisps of gold threads appeared on his two fingers along his wrists, slowly continuing and then walking all over his body, his body did not feel strange, but Chen Zimu frowned, because the monk's serious expression at this time made him feel uneasy, as if he knew something, knew what Chen Zimu wanted to try his best to hide. The monk slowly relaxed his hand, as if thinking about something. Chen Zimu also withdrew instantly. Seeing that the monk was just about to speak, he rushed to speak

"I'm fine, you don't need to say more"

The monk was stunned for a moment, and then thought for a moment

"You know"

"I don't know," Chen Zimu replied stiffly

"Do you know what it is?" asked the monk again

Chen Zimu was stunned for an instant, he learned from his father at the age of five that his body was abnormal, and he had been under great pressure since he was a child, so he lived very seriously. At this time, the monk told the body what was there. He froze, pursed his parched lips, and asked bitterly

"What?"

The monk didn't reply to him, but asked again

"Do you know the Holy Emperor of the Southwest?"

Chen Zimu was stunned again, he grew up in Chenzhuang Village since he was a child, and he had never heard of these people in the rivers and lakes. But the monk checked his pulse and asked such a question, which made him uneasy

"Can you tell me what exactly is in my body" This is the sentence that Chen Zimu has said the most so far.

The monk didn't answer, but asked again

"You're the kid who came out alive from Chenzhuang Village."

"You know me"

"You go and ask all the martial arts people who come to Wu'an City now, who doesn't know you," the monk said, pointing outside

"Why?" Chen Zimu wondered

"There is no reason, I have to say, it is that some people have died, and something will happen in the world," the monk said in a deep voice

"Then mine" Before Chen Zimu could finish speaking, the monk waved his hand to interrupt and continued

"I can't do anything about your body for the time being, but there is a place you can try"?

"Where?" Chen Zimu asked

The "Mozong" monk squinted at the northern mountains and rivers

"Oh, sleep, boy, monk, I'm almost tired to death after a day, and half of it was eaten by you, my heart hurts," he suddenly said as if he had changed into a different person

Chen Zimu knew that he was afraid that he would ask questions again and deliberately avoided it, so he stopped asking, sat quietly in the corner of the wall, and continued to look up at the night sky, but he didn't know what he was thinking at this time.

The monk saw that he no longer asked questions at this time, and he seemed to be relieved, staring at the lights in the city, thinking about something. Suddenly, he whispered to himself

"So you're really here, so what about this kid"

The moon hangs in the sky, and the night is like a wash. The outside of the temple is as clear as snow, and it is another night, but the house is broken. Can mountains and rivers be there?

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