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At first, Yi Qing thought that he would get bored soon.

On the third day, however, Su Huaijing inexplicably made an agreement with him to be a pure mortal for three chapters. The two stalemate for a long time, and finally Yi Qing was defeated. Ordinary people look at it.

Rainy days are the days Yi Qing hates the most, because the water in the well will be muddy for a long time, so he has to go to the pool a little further away to fill the tank with running water, and it takes a long time to walk step by step. But on rainy days he just wants to stay in the house and not move.

After stumbling and mediating for more than half a year, Yi Qing finally got used to what it should be like to be a mortal.

Later, he went to the mountain to dig a lot of flowers, raising one to die, and still never tired of it. Su Huaijing searched for a long time, and found Yi Qing a prickly pear ball to raise. This time he lived a little longer, only dying in half a month, so he had to leave him alone. , let this plant killer mess around.

At the beginning, Yi Fengzhi built several houses, probably reserved for Yi Qing's children, who were planning to have twins, so the rooms were quite empty. Su Huaijing chose the boy's room, and there was a big box inside. Toys include paper kites and bamboo horses, scattered Jiulianhuan and Luban locks, and even rattles with broken surfaces.

After Yi Qing opened the box, he couldn't straighten his back with laughter, and said cheekily: "Senior Brother Su, you're welcome, my son won't be able to use it for the time being."

Can't use it?Do you have it?

Su Huaijing glanced at him, feeling a little annoyed, so she rummaged through the boxes, many of them were rotten, but there was a faded clay doll, with some pieces of paint peeling off unevenly, but it was vaguely seen that it was a man with a silver collar. , wearing blue trouser legs, a handsome little doll with obvious baby fat.

He held it in the palm of his hand, and saw the smile on Yi Qing's face slowly disappear.

Su Huaijing thought: Yi Qing was quite cute when he was young.

Later, the doll was completely fancied by the two of them, so they had to find a town and a master with this skill to re-pink it. The two of them stood tremblingly, and were scolded by the master, and then paid. After paying the money, he went back with the doll carved in powder and jade.

Later, the doll was placed on Yi Qing's bedside, listening to the rain in summer and watching the snow in winter, with a sullen little face and an angry look.

Yi Qing's condition was indeed getting worse day by day. On a rainy day half a year later, he rarely fell ill. In order not to burden the patient, Su Huaijing seldom moved.He stayed in the kitchen cooking, and when he heard a bang outside, he put in too much salt with a shake of his hand. He couldn't help but "tsk", opened the curtain and went out, and saw Yi Xuan's dazed and surprised expression.

"Brother Su?" Yi Xuan shouted hesitantly, not quite understanding where he was.

Holding the spatula, Su Huaijing looked at Yi Xuan's normal expression, and then thought about Yi Qing's weak and pale face just now, knowing that the death limit had already begun, he pondered for a moment, and said lightly: "Come in and get some food, it's time for lunch " He spoke naturally and calmly, although Yi Xuan was still dazed, he did not defy him, obediently followed in, opened the lid of the pot and filled two bowls of rice.

The dishes are not rich and slightly salty, but the rice water soup is too light, but fortunately, it is fresh enough and not difficult to eat.

Yi Xuan's hands trembled a little while eating, and he didn't quite believe that he was eating a meal made by Su Huaijing.After Su Huaijing finished her meal, she cleared away the bowls and chopsticks. Before Yi Xuan finished eating, he hurriedly put it down, looking a little at a loss.

"Go and wash the dishes after eating." Su Huaijing said lightly, "And your potted flower, remember to water it."

Yi Xuan has already begun to wonder if he has amnesia.

However, for some reason, he fit into this kind of life very naturally. Yi Xuan sat in the same position and ate all the meals until his belly was rounded. Then he packed up all the dishes and went to the kitchen to scrub and put them in I got out of the cabinet, looked around for the kettle, and saw the potted flower by the window.

The rain curtain was falling and it was a bit boring. Su Huaijing moved out the reclining chair and fanned it gently with a big cattail fan. He developed the habit of taking a nap. The reclining chair was slowly shaking, and the sound of the rain gradually faded away. Su Huaijing calmed down. fell asleep.

Yi Xuan looked at him a little at a loss, and finally moved a bench hesitantly over to sit down, holding his face and staring at Su Huaijing's sleeping face, a little wanting to wander, but he was not willing to part with it.After looking at it for about half an hour, he stood up and walked around the whole house, and found that it was just a very ordinary folk house. If there was anything special about it, it was probably just living in isolation, with no city in front of it, no village in the back, alone.

There were still a few potted flowers in the house, all of which were dying, so Yi Xuan dealt with it, not sure if it would be good.

A few days later, when Su Huaijing plucked the flowers as usual, she was surprised to find that Yi Xuan had kept them alive. Although she was not as slim as before, she finally regained some energy.

Yi Qing, you really failed in life.

Su Huaijing shook her head, turned around and left.

Yi Xuan asked a lot of questions these days, Su Huaijing was cold and calm, and answered every question, but he didn't say much, or it wasn't clear enough.He asked too many questions, so he lost his courage, and simply didn't worry about why he was in this place. Although the life in the mountains was dull, but with Senior Brother Su as his company, he didn't really resist it vaguely.

Different from the agreement made by Su Huaijing and Yi Qing, Yi Xuan practiced his mind every day, got up in the morning to practice swords, and lived a regular life.

Su Huaijing squinted her eyes to see Yi Xuan practicing sword outside the house. After all, the flowers had been nourished and were just about to bloom. Yi Xuan also ran to transplant a few plants, and they grew all over the yard. Later, it rained a few times, and the rain Falling on the green leaves, the sun is particularly dazzling and bright when the sun comes out.

"Come here." Su Huaijing said calmly.

Yi Xuan just closed his momentum and danced a very handsome sword flower. The young man's eyebrows were vivid, and even the thin sweat on his forehead seemed to be full of vitality.He walked over obediently, not knowing what Su Huaijing was going to do, maybe it was because of the pure admiration in his too young heart, so he didn't hesitate at all.

Su Huaijing rummaged through the basket containing a pile of miscellaneous things to find the needle and thread, and gave Yi Xuan the stool on which to rest his legs. The thread was wet on the tip of her tongue, and she threaded the needle and thread easily, pinching Yi Xuan's torn sleeve slightly He lowered his head.

The young man seemed to be very nervous, and his whole body was tense in an instant. The exposed skin on his neck was sweating, and he swallowed his saliva continuously. Come.

In fact, Su Huaijing can't even do the rough and fine work. He can only say that he can barely do it. He sewed a hole in Yi Xuan's sleeve like sewing a sack. The stitches are messy, some are long and some are short. It was thick, without the slightest bit of embarrassment, and cut off the end of the thread in a very flat manner, and said very calmly: "How old is a person, and he is still like a child."

The small scissors and needle and thread were put into the basket, Su Huaijing pretended not to see Yi Xuan's shy smile, and went into the house on her own.

In the evening, Yi Xuan, who went to rest after dinner, turned into Yi Qing again. This crazy man had already looked sick. He took care of himself, showing a slightly embarrassed and weak smile, and said: " Senior Brother Su laughed." To him, this appearance was probably a bit embarrassing.

Su Huaijing pretended not to understand, and said flatly: "I can't see you crying."

Yi Qing just laughed, he came over and lay down on the recliner that Su Huaijing was used to reclining, stroked the flowers and plants with his fingers for a while, and said with a different kind of joy in his tone: "I thought it would be three years , I didn’t expect it to be less than half a year.”

"Don't move around, you'll die again later." Su Huaijing glanced at him, turned a page of the book, and took a sip of tea.

Yi Qing was a little angry, but he couldn't get angry, so he pouted, put his hands off the flowers and plants, leaned on the soft pillow of the recliner, stretched his neck and turned to look at Su Huaijing, suddenly said: "My clothes , it must stand beautifully and magnificently.”

"Okay." Su Huaijing turned another page and said calmly.

Yi Qing suddenly laughed, gently, like the slight fluctuation of the wind blowing over the paper, his expression could not tell whether he was sad, but he was not angry, and he didn't see much joy, as if no matter what, everything had already happened. Burned out in his life, he said softly: "Su Huaijing, you are really a hateful man."

The recliner was very soft, Yi Qing nestled in the fur-covered recliner, feeling as if he was hugged by someone, with a false warmth.

When he died, he was destined not to receive such warmth.

Yet enough is enough.

Yi Qing finally understood why Su Huaijing liked this reclining chair, and he liked it quite a lot.

He slowly closed his eyes, recalling those hatreds, it felt like a lifetime away, as if he had indeed turned into a dying mortal Yi Qing, and there was a heartless, ruthless cohabitant who was planning to Frankly accept his miserable and dull lonely ending.

In a daze, Yi Qing seemed to hear his father's voice, and the pain in his soul seemed to have subsided a lot. He sank into a sweet dream, thinking that all this was about to be relieved, he seemed to relax his whole body.

Yi Xuan opened his eyes again, and there was a dull pain in his intact chest and abdomen.

He raised his head suspiciously, the sky was in the middle of the moon, the stars were in full bloom, Qi Sha was overlapping with Lian Zhen, and his murderous aura was soaring.

The astrology has changed and changed since ancient times. On the night of early winter, what the two waited for was not the Seven Killing Star, but the falling first snow and the two monks.

"Wow! Adan, you can really open a divination stall under the overpass. I'll write the sign for you, and I'll guarantee you to be beaten to death all afternoon! If I don't collect the corpse for you at night, I will collect the money for you. , I will take your last name!"

Taiyuan couldn't calm down for a moment, bouncing around on the mountain road to explore the way: "Thank you for your crow's mouth! It's fine now, Feiyu is seriously injured and unconscious, so he can't come out to look for us, and the mountain is covered with snow, the sky is dark, you I broke into the legacy of an unknown senior, but I still can't get out, what do you think I'm going to do!"

"Are you so sure it's the legacy formation?" Jiu Danzi walked slowly and said calmly, "I don't think so."

"Hey, don't lie to me. I haven't moved for seven or eight hundred years, and I'm not a turtle. Who can be so dumb? Do sea turtles love mountains and rivers so much?" Tai Yuan rolled his eyes and patted He patted his chest and said, "I guarantee it with my personality, it must be a legacy."

Jiu Danzi glanced at him, and calmly said: "Oh, after becoming a human being, are you planning to become a turtle?"

"Pozuitan! Don't be crow's mouth, I don't have this hobby, nor do I have this desire." Taiyuan hurriedly covered his mouth, Jiudanzi gently picked his hand off his face, and pointed forward , Taiyuan was taken aback, and said awkwardly, "Wow, it's true that there are sea turtles who love mountains and rivers into spirits, and they can stay like this!"

Where Jiudanzi pointed, there is a wooden house surrounded by a fence, and the paper windows reflect the warm yellow lights, like a mirage.

"Criticizing others behind their backs is not what a gentleman does."

The wind and snow suddenly picked up, and modest and gentle voices came from all directions, Tai Yuan suddenly felt his wrist tighten, subconsciously grabbed Jiu Danzi, and was dragged out of the whole wind and snow.

The two stood still, but saw that the wind and snow suddenly became much lighter, and the distant wooden house appeared in front of them instantly. Tai Yuan stood still in shock, and when he looked up, the person holding him was actually holding a small flower hoe Yi Xuan immediately yelled in shock: "Wow! Adan! Crow Dan! Say it! Say it! Are you cursing me in your heart!"

Jiu Danzi was also a little surprised, and calmly said: "No, I just blame your bad luck for dragging me down in my heart."

"Ah! It's all you, it's all because of your crow's mouth! I'm so unlucky, I'm here to escape, but following you is like being chased, ouch, what should I do now, don't talk about it Feiyu's life is over, neither of us know if we can keep it."

Although Jiu Danzi was also surprised, he didn't panic, and said lightly: "Even if something happens, I'll be with you here, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

"Haha, senior Taiyuan is still as funny as ever..." Yi Xuan pondered for a moment, then considered his words, "I'm joking with Ai, who is this? Ah, let's not say more, come, please, my residence is right here Come in and have a cup of hot tea, please."

"Do you want to invite the two of us to drink arsenic?" Taiyuan moved slowly, with a mournful face.

Jiudanzi thought for a while, and said lightly: "If you walk more slowly, maybe you want to pour it down." He was not afraid, looked at Yi Xuan's expression, and remembered that murderous expression that day , I had some vague guesses in my heart, but it was not confirmed, and it was inconvenient to explain clearly with Taiyuan, so I walked slowly into the house with my friend's hand.

Yi Xuanxin picked some herbs, and happily opened the door with a short hoe on his shoulders. The two followed behind, and saw that the wooden house was like an ordinary house, complete with tables and chairs, and there were peppers and garlic hanging on the wall. There is a washbasin on the small table, and there is a fish swimming in the basin, which looks a bit ugly in terms of viewing; the whole hut looks simple and warm.

"I wouldn't be surprised if his senior brother came out from inside now."

Taiyuan stuck very close to Jiudanzi and whispered.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Su Huaijing, who was holding fish soup, came out from the inner hall. That person was still as cold-eyed and calm as before, but the pot of fish head soup in his hand looked a bit out of place.Taiyuan looked at Youyu, then at the pot of fish head soup that was dying in peace, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his neck, and hid behind Jiudanzi again.

"Who is the crow's mouth now." Jiu Danzi said slowly.

What's up!What now!Is this life and death moment a time for internal strife!

"Adan, don't suddenly think about such a thing, okay?" Taiyuan was a little vain, and said cautiously, "Our situation is very urgent now, I'm not joking, can you consider such a dangerous atmosphere!"

"But when you said I was a crow, I never stopped you because of the dangerous atmosphere."

Taiyuan is about to turn out the fish-head-like eyes: "That's because I'm telling the truth."

Jiudanzi calmly said, "Me too."

"Sit." Su Huaijing has lived in seclusion here for more than half a year. Every day, she faces either animals or Yi Xuan and Yi Qing. It is rare to hear cross talk, but she also finds it very interesting. Well, he said lightly, "I don't know who this is?"

"Oh, his name is Crow Dan." Taiyuan took Jiu Danzi and sat down with a stride, with a "beautiful. I don’t see you, I don’t know how are you, Fellow Daoist Su? Is your junior brother also okay?”

Jiu Danzi stomped Taiyuan's foot calmly, and said indifferently: "Jiu Danzi, poor way."

In fact, Su Huaijing didn't really want to know, but just out of habit and politeness, he nodded without interest, and said lightly: "It's all good. I'm a guest from afar, and it's snowing outside again, you two stay to eat Let's have a light meal, it's just a simple meal, I'm afraid it will take too long."

It's a polite remark I haven't said in a long time.

Taiyuan and Jiudanzi looked at each other, seeing Jiudanzi nodding, he had to put on a bitter face, reluctantly smiled and said: "Then you two will be troubled."

Seeing Tai Yuan's bitter melon-like expression, Su Huaijing couldn't help but secretly smiled, but he still had a few dishes to prepare, so he went back to the kitchen.As soon as Taiyuan saw the person leaving, his face immediately pulled down, he couldn't see that he wanted to cry or laugh, he tugged on Jiu Danzi's sleeve aggrievedly and said: "Did the two of us see a ghost, I'm really afraid."

"What are you afraid of?" Jiu Danzi slapped his hand off unceremoniously, "You are a monk, don't you feel ashamed if you are afraid of ghosts?"

Afraid of losing face by ghosts, not afraid of losing life!

The next meal was the most difficult and painful meal Taiyuan had ever had in his life. Jiudanzi was calm and composed, but no matter whether it was the expressionless Su Huaijing or the gentle and elegant smiling Yi Xuan, all of them fell into Taiyuan's hands. In Yuan Yuan's eyes, it seemed that there was malice hidden in the corners of the eyes and brows, which made him feel horrified and hard to swallow.

Fortunately, the meal was quick, and Su Huaijing arranged for the two of them to use Yi Qing's daughter's room as a guest room. The more Taiyuan looked like a ghost novel, he couldn't help feeling cold, so he went to bed early and planned to sleep until dawn. Let the nightmare pass quickly.

Unlike Taiyuan, who said he was terrified to death, but in fact had a big heart, although Jiudanzi was calm, he couldn't fall asleep. After watching Taiyuan fall asleep, he stood up from the chair, twisted his hands and acted The replaced Thousand-Eyed Bodhi Bead quietly went out of the house.

"That one, isn't there?"

When Jiudanzi went out, Su Huaijing was standing on the promenade outside with a teacup in his hand. The wind and snow were boundless, and the night was getting darker. He was wearing a fur coat, with a snow-white fur collar that was thick and soft, and his jet-black long hair was scattered like a waterfall. , really looks like a mortal hermit.

"Who are you asking?"

Su Huaijing glanced back at Jiu Danzi, and said calmly, "There is no one else here."

"I mean, another Mr. Yi." Jiu Danzi smiled slightly, "The one who needs the 'Sunset Pearl', the one who wants to kill us, the one who is dying Mr. Yi."

Who did you learn this parallelism from? Jiudanzi, do you come from the same academy as Yi Qing?

But how did you know about Yi Qing? It seems that since you and Taiyuan sat down to eat, you have been served by Yi Xuan.Or is it Yi Qing's old enemy again, what is the setting sun pearl?Although Yi Qing was indeed carrying a string of Buddhist beads, was the suffering master Jiudanzi?

"He..." Su Huaijing paused, and said calmly, "As you said, his life is not long. But, how did you know?"

Jiudanzi said slowly: "Pindao can be regarded as a doctor for now."

Daddy.

What a coincidence, we teamed up with a cute, playful and married nanny before, are you doctors so compassionate?

"So that's it, so what do you want to ask?" The tea in Su Huaijing's hand was already cold. He quietly looked at this man who seemed to have more monks and Buddhas than Taoists, and felt that there seemed to be a less obvious expression on his face. The softness of compassion and calmness, there is a kind of indifference in the eyes that is used to seeing life and death.

Jiu Danzi pondered and said: "Ah Yuan is very afraid of him, and I am here to confirm my guess. They are indeed not the same person."

"Then?" Su Huaijing didn't comment.

"Ah Yuan can sleep well." Jiu Danzi calmly said, "By the way, to comfort you, life and death are destiny, don't be too sad."

Su Huaijing laughed slowly, and said softly, "Do I look very sad?"

"It's because you don't look sad." Jiu Danzi pondered for a moment, looked at the unsmiling man in front of him, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "Sometimes this is the scariest. I have seen countless The dead of some people, the death of some people will take the lives of others at the same time."

This description sounds more like an abstract description of heartbreak than finding someone to belong to.

"Are you worried about me?" Su Huaijing couldn't help shaking her head, and said calmly, "I won't be that kind of person, so you can leave your concern to those who need it more."

Jiu Danzi bowed very politely, then retreated quite calmly, and returned to his own room.

Taiyuan slept soundly, occupying the whole bed by himself, the mustard seed bag on his waist was crushed flat by him, Jiudanzi stood by the bed and looked at it again and again, but he had no way to start, so he sighed softly, for his best friend. After covering the quilt, with a little effort in his hand, he threw the person to the ground.

Taking off his shoes, Jiu Danzi sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes and rested his mind, to settle down.

When the two said goodbye to Su Huaijing the next day, Taiyuan suddenly thought it was a dream, until he went out to drink a small bowl of porridge and saw Yi Qing who was watching the snow at the door.

The Killing God who made him terrified was closing his eyes with a sick face. The intact snow bear skin on the recliner was spread out, and the two front paws rested on Yi Qing's shoulders. The man's body was covered with a furry cloak.Jiu Danzi could tell at a glance that it was the one Su Huaijing was wearing yesterday, so he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Taiyuan was almost choked to death by the unswallowed porridge in his throat. I don't know if Yi Xuan's overly gentle attitude made him bolder yesterday. Just as he was about to speak, his mouth and nose were suddenly covered by Jiudanzi. The caring friend leaned into his ear and whispered: "This is not the person from last night, do you want to be slapped again?"

At that time, Taiyuan was honest.

"It's the smell of withered grass."

When the two stepped out of the door, Yi Qing, who was lying on the recliner, suddenly opened his mouth. He fell sickly, facing the light of ice and snow, the streamer in his eyes turned slightly, and his pale face was slightly smiling. Meaning: "Cultivating the soul is not so simple, only using withered grass, it will hurt him so much that he wants to die."

Jiu Danzi faltered in his pace, hesitantly said: "Please enlighten me."

"Has the "Nine Heavens Code" been lost?" Yi Qing sighed slowly, "Forget it, you can find the soul-cultivating scriptures at a glance. If you mix it with Huarong noodles, the efficacy of the medicine will be a little worse, but it won’t cause the patient to die of pain every time, as if taking medicine is like taking poison.”

Huarongmian is a kind of spiritual flower, named after its beautiful face.

"Thank you." Jiu Danzi said slowly, he held Taiyuan's hand, and took Taiyuan out who was obedient as if he was listening to a scripture.

Su Huaijing was still drinking porridge, and after the two had left, she said, "Will you be so kind?"

"Is it a good intention?" Yi Qing sneered, "Eating the withered grass and Huarong noodles will certainly relieve the pain, but it means eating more to supplement, nourishing the soul until the yin is entangled, and eating With a lot of beautiful faces, I am afraid that even a woman with a pure yin body will not have such a huge yin energy."

Su Huaijing paused her hands and said slowly, "Then what if nothing is added?"

"It hurts to death." Yi Qing said lightly, "I have seen people who eat withered grasses, not one in a hundred may survive. But since he dared to nourish his soul, he must have had his heart cut open. Withered grass is on par, if it wasn't for not wanting to go out recently, I'm really curious about what this strong man looks like."

Although he said that he was very curious, his expression was not curious at all. Instead, after satisfying Su Huaijing's curiosity, he closed his eyes and rested again.

"Seeing that you are so sure, it seems that there is no other medicinal material that can neutralize it." Su Huaijing said.

"That's right, Kurongcao has a domineering temperament, and any medicinal herb added to it will destroy the medicinal effect, except for Huarongmian." Yi Qing stared at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and said slowly, "Everything in the world is always like this, ghosts are afraid The wicked firewood is afraid of fire, so one thing falls one thing."

Su Huaijing paused her hand, and said casually, "What about you? What is it that can hold you back?"

"You." Yi Qing laughed, "I'm afraid of you."

It's really not a funny joke, so that people can't laugh at all.

For some reason, Yi Qing's expression was very calm, and he could even be said to be a little serious. He tilted his head on the reclining chair, exerted some force, and slowly shook it: "In this world, you are the only one left for me. Missing, but missing, this is a human being, and will be driven by emotions. But for you, it may be difficult to understand."

Is this cursing?

Su Huaijing's face turned dark, but he couldn't help but feel the pain of being told.

He once had a shrewd and capable young female colleague who always smoked with him in the lounge. Once, the two of them stood by the window, watching the bright lights, cars passing by, tall buildings everywhere, and the entire steel-framed building. The city is prosperous but extremely ruthless. The female colleague changed her lip color after she got engaged.

The woman was smoking a cigarette, and the smoke on her beautiful lips was like a lover's kiss. She was holding an ashtray, and looked at Su Huaijing with her head tilted. The big waves were charming and charming. When she talked about her fiancé, although her tone was frivolous, But he looks very happy: No matter how cold and hard the man is, he has opened the outer shell of his heart, and the inner softness is no different from ordinary people.

Su Huaijing nodded expressionlessly, and said, "Oh, yours isn't romantic enough."

Then the female colleague laughed, she blinked, exhaled lightly, and said slowly: "I mean, everyone's heart is made of meat, the difference is only in the softness and hardness of the shell. You are not, Ah Jing, knock open your shell, only to find that your heart is harder than the shell."

Then she smiled, pinched out her cigarette, and said to him, "It's a joke in the novel, don't take it too seriously."

But Su Huaijing knew that she was telling the truth; he also knew that she was right; he also knew that that ambiguous friendship finally disappeared in time because of his stagnation.

However, Su Huaijing didn't feel much regret, all he could feel was the sadness left after being hit.

But normal people are just angry.

"But it's okay, you will never miss me." Yi Qing said lightly, lying on the recliner, like an old man at the end of his life, he said slowly, "I don't have to worry about whether you will be heartbroken and sad for me Desperate, I just need to die myself and leave this world with ease."

Su Huaijing's hands clenched and then relaxed, and suddenly she felt a little unwilling. He desperately hoped that he could feel the sadness of being denied in Yi Qing's tone, but his reason clearly drew the line, and he said flatly: "good."

Yi Qing stretched out his hand from the cloak and groped for a while, Su Huaijing walked over knowingly, held the hand, and said calmly: "What's wrong? A big patient."

"You can't feel anything, right?" Yi Qing rubbed the skin on the back of his hand, smiled slowly, looked at Su Huaijing's surprised expression, and said calmly, "For you, it's probably just It must be two pieces of flesh belonging to different people touching together."

This description made Su Huaijing want to laugh, and there was indeed a smile in his eyes.

However, Yi Qing slowly let go of his hand, his dark eyes seemed to hide a faint blue color, as if they were covered with fog, and he turned his head back to be his patient.Su Huaijing actually knew what Yi Qing wanted to say, even if he didn't know, he was a person who had been influenced by Internet literature, but he still couldn't understand the feeling of being described as almost graceful by words.

"Are you disappointed?" Su Huaijing asked.

"Most of the expected results are disappointment, I'm used to it." Yi Qing said calmly, "You won't feel disappointed because you never have hope for anything, which is very good and very uncomfortable. Well, those feelings that you once had, you know what it is, but you can't experience it again."

He stretched out his hand, and gently brushed Su Huaijing's long hair, the snow fell in a flurry, and the sky was gloomy.

"But I don't want you to die, so you never experience it."

Su Huaijing looked at his eyes of admiration and gratification but couldn't hide her disappointment. She felt in a daze that she was indeed very suitable for practicing "Tai Dan Yin Shu". The pain felt in the palace made me feel terrified.

He just lacks the ability to empathize, not without emotions. Thinking about it this way, he is not suitable for cultivation at all.

"I don't look like a normal person."

Su Huaijing was a little hesitant, and slowly stood up. He looked at the sky hesitantly. After being a mortal for so long, after talking with Jiudanzi last night, he realized that he had never returned to the identity in modern times. Both "Taidan Hidden Book" and Yi Qing made him too relaxed.

In this year, he was just being a monk Su Huaijing who was preparing to become a mortal, not that office worker Su Huaijing.

Yi Qing laughed and said: "The purpose of cultivating immortals is to abandon the seven emotions and six desires and gain longevity, but they have to forcefully demand goodness as the foundation. The world was originally chaotic at the beginning. Is it so clear to distinguish between turbidity and blackness? I am not a good person , with blood on my hands, but I am also a sad victim, I have killed many people for my hatred, and now I am giving up."

"Huh?" Su Huaijing vaguely understood something, but she wasn't sure.

"If I'm evil." A few snowflakes fell outside Yi Qing's eyelids, and slowly turned into water as the eyelashes were agitated, and slid down like tear stains. His expression was calm, and he could no longer see the first sight "Are those culprits who killed me for the excuse of the world, made me lose my family, made my only relative lose me, and caused the misfortune of a family, are they good?"

"Normal, what is normal. Do you have feelings? Will you hate? Will you forgive, or is it a weakness that longs for others to atone for your sins?" Yi Qing said lightly, "Normal is just a standard fabricated by a large group of people. If stupidity is In a normal measure, ignorance is the bottom line of the standard, and I think it might be better to be an abnormal person.”

Yi Qing sighed slightly: "You didn't do anything wrong, you just failed the self-righteous expectations of others."

Many times, Su Huaijing always felt that Yi Qing was a very childish man, but since that day when he decided to let go of his hatred, that kind of madness seemed to be gone forever, and he finally showed his true face and original character.

Especially at times like this, Su Huaijing always felt that what she was seeing was a period of time that had gone through thousands of years.

The author has something to say: I think it is better to talk about the last paragraph of the conversation here.

You read it right, Yi Qing is trying to kill Huaijing's desire to be curious about feelings, and let Huaijing continue to be a person who lacks empathy.

Because he didn't want Huai Jing to die, he already realized that Huai Jing lacked affection in the sky, and thought it was an advantage in cultivation.

In addition, I don't live long, I hope that Huai Jing can continue to live ruthlessly and without desire, it will be better.