The protagonist is speechless [Rebirth]

Not understanding the heartache of the master of Tiandaomen at all, Lin Huimo was a little dazed by Yang Yuxin's initiative to give wine, and immediately became extremely excited.

Although just a tough battle, the few true energy in the foundation building period were consumed seven to eighty-eight, it is best to meditate and adjust one's breath right now.But out of deep admiration for Hongchenzui, Lin Huimo's slightly pale face blushed with excitement, and he dragged Yang Yuxin to the yard where he stayed in Moling, afraid that someone would regret it later of.

Yang Yuxin curled the corners of her lips, and looked indulgently at Lin Huimo digging holes around the plum tree in his yard, not sparing a single corner, as if trying to catch all the wine he had buried.

Touching it again and again, after making sure that nothing was missed, Lin Huimo held the wine jar with a big smile, slapped the jar open and took a big gulp into his mouth.

"Good wine~" Lin Huimo sat cross-legged on the snow, hugging the wine jar with a satisfied face.

After this sip of wine, Lin Huimo felt that his soul glowed with a different color.

"tasty?"

A cold voice came from behind.

"Of course!" Lin Huimo replied without hesitation.

The next moment, he felt a warm body on his back, and a hand crossed his shoulder and stretched straight towards the wine jar.

Lin Huimo straightened his back unconsciously, and his shoulder blades were tense.

Don't ask him why, he just acted subconsciously.

A strand of black hair brushed against Lin Huimo's face, as well as warm breathing and a faintly smiling voice.

"Let me try it too."

Lin Huimo unconsciously opened his mouth wide, and his fingers seemed to tremble.

It wasn't until that good-looking hand rested on the wine jar that Lin Huimo seemed to react.He leaned over suddenly and covered the wine jar with his body to block the hand.

"Ah Mo?"

Yang Yuxin maintained the movement of leaning over, seemed a little puzzled, turned her head inadvertently, and the corner of her lips brushed against Lin Huimo's cheek.

Lin Huimo: "!!!"

Swallowing with great difficulty, Lin Huimo held the wine jar tightly, and said dryly: "You...you can't drink too much, no, you can't drink."

"But what if I want to drink?" Yang Yuxin's eyes drooped slightly, and she glanced at Lin Huimo's red ears.

Maybe, he meant maybe, Ah Mo didn't seem to be unaware of his closeness?

Just when Yang Yuxin's heart moved slightly and wanted to continue to test, Lin Huimo suddenly relaxed.He turned his head and looked at Yang Yuxin seriously with his black eyes. His eyes were facing each other. The distance between the two of them was so close that it seemed that their eyelashes could touch each other even with a slight movement.

Yang Yuxin was stunned for a moment.

Lin Huimo looked serious, and said, "Ah Xin, don't be impulsive. Or, can you smell it?"

As he said, holding the wine jar tightly with one hand, making sure that it would not be snatched away, Lin Huimo put the mouth of the jar under Yang Yuxin's nose.

Yang Yuxin frowned inwardly, what went wrong?Just now he obviously felt that Ah Mo was very nervous about getting close to him, shouldn't this be shyness?Why does it look a little different now?

Lin Huimo thought to himself: Didn't the two elders just touch each other's faces?It's really unmanly to care about this point.This trivial matter is completely inferior to Ah Xin's tragic state of drunken madness.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, an unscrupulous laughter sounded again, full of gloating.

Yang Yuxin reached out to push the jar expressionlessly, and said with a stiff face, "No need."

He didn't care about wine at all, but the person he cared about was too rotten to carve.

As everyone knows, when Yang Yuxin left the small courtyard and went back to the house to pack her things, the young man under the plum tree slowly raised her hand to caress her ear that had been burning all the time.

Lin Huimo tried his best to ignore some kind of commotion that made him restless, and concentrated all his attention on silently thinking——

Alas, my friend is too handsome and gentle recently, he is not used to it.

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After packing all of Yang Yuxin's wine, Lin Huimo rubbed his ears that seemed to have sequelae, rolled up his sleeves and filled in the hole, and then returned to Lin's house with Yang Yuxin.

The incident on the South Street of Moling City was not small. Two Jindan cultivators from outside made a move in Moling City. It was undoubtedly a disgrace to the Jianglin family, especially the Lin family.

The Jiang family and the Lin family each occupied half of Moling City, one south and one north. Coincidentally, the place where the battle took place was South Street, which was the territory of the Lin family.

Fortunately, it is the Jindan monks who are not offended by the Jiang family and the Lin family. They dare not approach rashly, and ordinary people are even too late to hide from this kind of thing. In this way, it is a matter of Lin Huimo's hands covered up.

Lin Huimo was naturally happy to be at leisure, just watching the monks of Jiang Linjiang's family hurried to South Street.The number of people in the seventh house of the Lin family is thin, and the power in the clan cannot be inserted at all.Naturally, it was not Lin Huimo's turn to do this kind of thing, and he was happy to be at leisure, and returned to Lin's house with the wine jar in his mouth.

When the two returned to the Yilan Courtyard, they saw Mother Lin sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, with the fragrance of tea wafting from the cup next to her hand, and the orange cat lazily basking in the sun at her feet.

As soon as he entered the yard, the orange cat hazel opened his cat's eyes.Seeing Lin Huimo, Zhenzi immediately got up, meowing, and was about to walk towards the big master on catwalks.

The big master is back, and he wants to touch his head and rub his head.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, Hazel saw the man behind the big master, and his orange cat eyes shrank suddenly.Something touching the head, something rubbing, Hazel immediately lay flat on the spot, showing her white belly, looking pitifully at Lin Huimo with cat eyes, whimpering like a kitten.

Yang Yuxin glanced lightly at the orange cat, who had never changed her mind. The orange cat froze immediately, turned over abruptly, stopped whimpering, and lay down obediently, with her hands in her hands, her big face on her paws, just watching silently. With the big master.

Oh, that man is scary.

Not noticing the ups and downs of his mother's petting at all, Lin Huimo went up to greet Lin's mother, and then offered osmanthus cake and kidney bean cake.Then he looked at his beautiful mother, winked and winked, and exaggeratedly said: "The fish fall into the wild, the moon is ashamed, the son only knows what a real beauty is when he sees his mother."

Lin's mother gave him an angry look, and said with a smile: "Poor mouth." Then she looked at Yang Yuxin, and said with a smile: "In the final analysis, the clothes that Ah Xin gave you look good."

Yang Yuxin shook her head slowly, and said: "Auntie is born beautiful, this dress is just a beautiful addition."

Compared with Lin Huimo's enthusiastic praise, Yang Yuxin's performance was obviously much colder.But his expression is solemn, his tone is gentle but loud, and it feels completely from the heart and sincerity when he listens to it.

As soon as this remark was made, not only Mother Lin smiled brighter, but even Lin Huimo looked back at him in surprise, his eyes——

Ah, brother, such sweet words come from your mouth?Did he hear correctly?

However, the two were not flattering Lin Mu, because today's Lin Mu is indeed radiant.Even if Jiang Yuebai, known as the number one beauty in Moling, stood with Mother Lin, the light would probably be suppressed by her.

Although Jiang Yuebai was beautiful and gentle, but she lacked Lin's mother's grace and nobility, she was gorgeous and natural.

In Yang Yuxin's meeting ceremony yesterday, Lin Hui was really given a dagger, but Lin's mother was given a cloud fairy dress.The ultimate treasure, which integrates attack and defense, was found by Yang Yuxin when she was exploring a small secret realm in the early days of Jindan, but because this cassock was for women, Yang Yuxin kept it at the bottom of the box.

This time when she came to see Lin Huimo's mother, Yang Yuxin thought of this Yunxia Fairy Clothes.

Even if Yang Yuxin tried to cover up the aura fluctuations on this Yunxia Immortal Clothes so that people couldn't see anything extraordinary about it, the beauty of this clothes alone could drive countless female cultivators crazy.

Mother Lin is no exception.

Lin's mother now likes Yang Yuxin more and more.

What a rare child, gentle, sensible and considerate, if she was a girl, she would snatch her as a daughter-in-law no matter what.However, it doesn't matter if it's a man, he and Mo'er are best friends, not her children.

Thinking about it this way, Lin's mother looked at Yang Yuxin more and more tenderly.

Lin Huimo squinted at Yang Yuxin, brother, I didn't see it.In just a few days, he has coaxed his mother into ecstasy, and even his own son's status has to be placed behind him.

Yang Yuxin frowned at Lin Huimo. This is Ah Mo's mother, so he naturally wanted to treat her well.In the future, even if you can't sit on the assist in the future, at least it won't become a resistance.

Lin Huimo blinked his eyes. Recently, his brother has been getting more and more strange.

Tsk, there is always a hairy feeling.

illusion?

Shaking his head, Lin Huimo looked at Mother Lin and said, "Mother, is it true? At this time, he should be out of school, right?"

As soon as the younger son was mentioned, Mother Lin sighed and said, "Zhen'er is in seclusion."

"Retreat?" Lin Huimo raised his eyebrows, "Do you really mean how many hours he will be in retreat?"

For those who cultivate the Tao, retreat is undoubtedly a common practice, and the length of time is measured in years. It is normal to retreat for ten or twenty years.It's just that before bigu, there will be some restrictions on retreat, naturally it can't be closed for several years, but there is no pressure for one or two months.

But his younger brother has his own persistence in retreat.In other words, since Lin Huimo led Lin Huizhen into the way of practice, his younger brother's thinking was different from other monks.

For this reason, Lin Huimo thought hard and didn't know what went wrong when he taught his younger brother the way of cultivation, which made his younger brother so different.

Take meditation as an example, sitting cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, is recognized by the cultivation world as the easiest way to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body. Which monk has not maintained this movement for more than ten hours or even months or years .But his younger brother was very disgusted with this movement, and had to study whether the position of lying flat could replace meditation...Of course, he didn't succeed.

Lin Huizhen: I don't understand you humans who sit cross-legged for ten days and half a month without numbness in your legs.

Not to mention retreating.His younger brother could hold on for three hours, so Lin Huimo had to think about what kind of stimulation his younger brother was receiving.

Mother Lin rested her chin on one hand, and sighed quietly: "Zhen'er said that he will retreat until the foundation is established."

Lin Huimo: "!!!"

Lin Huimo's expression suddenly became serious, his eyes turned cold unconsciously, and he said in a low voice, "What happened?"

Lin's mother looked at her eldest son silently, "Zhen'er had a quarrel with Lin Huibao in the school, got into a fight, and when he came back with a black mouth, he said he wanted to retreat, and he didn't come out until the foundation was established."