Master never follows a routine

In the evening, the sun sets.

She quietly pushed Jiang Linmu's room away.

He fell asleep in front of the table, his long hair hanging to the ground and blown up by the wind again.

There is a square mouth porcelain vase on the table, which contains colorful paper cranes. There are also a few small paper cranes scattered on the table, and one is blown to the ground by the wind.

She picked up the paper crane, this little thing is delicate and cute, the eyes are even carefully dotted with cinnabar, as if it can fly if you let go.She quietly hid the paper crane in her cuff, and she was about to leave, so it didn't matter if she took a little paper crane with her, now that he was safe and sound, even under the nine springs, she felt at ease.

"Amu, wake up, the weather is getting cold, don't freeze."

Jiang Linmu rubbed his eyes and was about to get up, but the pain in his back made him unable to sit up for a while, so he lay down on the table with his chin resting on the back of his hands, looking lazy.

"I'm so sleepy. I've been stacking paper cranes all afternoon, and I accidentally fell asleep because of the wind blowing comfortably." Jiang Linmu yawned.

"Why did Ah Mu think of stacking things like this?" She sat next to Jiang Linmu, reached out and carefully poured out the paper cranes from the porcelain pot.

"There are a hundred of them here." Jiang Linmu slowed down and said, "I heard that when the stack is full of [-] paper cranes, the paper cranes will bring back those who miss them. Over the years, I have stacked a total of [-] , put it in the place where I used to live and locked it—I didn’t expect that my wish could be fulfilled in advance, and I suddenly remembered today, so I hurriedly made up the last one hundred.”

"Amu..." She was stunned, her heart suddenly sore.

If only he was still alive.

She lived in vain for decades, just wanting to meet him again. After being resurrected, she knew that he was still alive and had a good life, and she felt relieved. Those decades of life were not so good now that she thought about it. It's hard.

But the dead are long gone, the living will always be sad, he has never forgotten himself, so how sad these thousands of years must be.

"It's good that my mother is back. My wish has come true." Jiang Linmu sat up slowly, his back hurting, but his expression did not change.

"Mother, I feel very happy now."

She lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes: "Amu, you should look forward, how can I go with confidence when you look like this..."

"Go? Where is mother going?"

"It's just turning around, is Ah Mu hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Jiang Linmu nodded hesitantly, he was really hungry.

In the evening, I ate grilled fish—it was rare for Ying Lin to show her face and cook a good meal.Lin Feng was not hungry, but he was used to eating with Jiang Linmu over the years.

In fact, a long time ago, those with high cultivation bases also ate, but they found that they did not need to eat grains, while those mortals or those with low cultivation bases still had to satisfy their appetites, so they took it as a kind of pride not to eat.

Look, my cultivation base is high, I don't need to eat.You still have to find something to eat, and you still have to poop, that sucks.

A large plate of roasted fish almost all went into Lin Feng's stomach, Jiang Linmu had no appetite because of the pain in his spine, Ying Lin and his mother didn't touch the chopsticks a few times, and Lin Feng ate with his cat the most.

Jiang Linmu thought maliciously, eat, eat hard, you will laugh if you two become pigs.

He glanced at Ying Lin again, the boy lowered his head, drinking egg drop soup, looking neither humble nor overbearing, Jiang Linmu's head was on fire.

After fighting with myself for so long, this little thing has nothing to say?

He rolled his eyes, and he had another wrong idea in his mind. He stretched out one foot and put it on Yinglin's knee. If it was normal, he would grab his ankle and put it down, and at most he would say what's wrong with Master.

However, there was no movement today, and his face was still cold, as if he owed him thousands of 800 million...

Sad people.

"Jiang Linmu, what are you doing? Rubbing mud on my leg?" Lin Feng glared at him.

Jiang Linmu was dumbfounded, his ears were blushing, and his feelings were distorted?

But he couldn't be straight and angry: "What's the matter? You don't even look at yourself, you just know how to eat! I don't know how to save some for the old man. After working for so long, Ying Lin must be hungry, right? "

"I'm not hungry, let Master Lin eat." Ying Lin put down the bowl and chopsticks.

Jiang Linmu felt depressed for a while, this stinky kid is still holding grudges!

He retracted his foot and suddenly felt that his ankle was being held.

Ah!

His first reaction was still Lin Feng, but Lin Feng had both hands on the table, and his mother was sitting some distance away from them.

Jiang Linmu cast his eyes to the opposite side, Ying Lin still lowered his head, but put one hand under the table.

He felt that his ankle was pinched twice, and then slowly released. Jiang Linmu wanted to take his foot back, but his knee was pinched, and the foot that hadn't moved away was pinched again.

Ying Lin finally raised his eyes and glanced at him - only one glance, then lowered his head, and even put a piece of fish in his bowl.

"Master, why doesn't he eat it? Is the taste not good enough?" Ying Lin asked softly.

"No... how come..." Jiang Linmu felt a chill on his back, because he felt a hand was touching up his calf, and when he saw him stunned for a moment, he pinched his calf lightly.

This action was actually very ambiguous, and Jiang Linmu blushed suddenly.

Lin Feng also picked fish bones for his cat: "It's okay, the food you make is super delicious. If your master is not satisfied, you can follow me and come to my door. You are still a senior brother."

"It's too much for you!" Jiang Linmu pulled his legs back suddenly, and instinctively leaned against the back of the chair—fortunately, he was sitting on a big chair, if it was a small stool, he would have fallen to the ground.

Lin Fengneng laughed to death on the spot.

"Why am I going too far?"

"What are you making yourself passionate about? I didn't say anything about you."

"Then who are you talking about?"

Jiang Linmu said dumbly: "Who, who... Who should be who!"

"Go away..."

Ying Lin blinked, lowered his head and covered his mouth and smiled. He turned his head and saw her looking at Jiang Linmu with affection.

"Don't worry, Master is doing well now." He said.

When Jiang Linmu heard this, he turned his head and smiled: "Mom is worried about me again."

"Why, I'm very happy." She frowned and smiled: "It would be even better if I could see you marrying a wife and having children..."

"How is it possible? Cultivation is destined to be lonely. Daoist companions are a stumbling block on my way to becoming stronger." Jiang Linmu spread his hands. He still understands his mother very well. After all, elderly parents like to urge marriage.

"Bah! What nonsense are you talking about? Haven't you heard of double cultivators? You can't see the double cultivators pairing up and holding hands?" Lin Fenghao said unceremoniously: "It's obvious that you stay on the one-acre three-point land all day long. Except for the female animals, there is not a single creature that can be called a woman."

"You can? You are so capable, and you still live with a broken cat?"

"It's fine if I have a cat, I don't need a Taoist companion!" Lin Feng still looked proud, and the little black cat also whined twice in cooperation.

"Shuangxiu?" She was at a loss.

"It's the exercises practiced between husband and wife. Not only will it not prevent you from becoming stronger, but it will also be more conducive to your cultivation." Lin Feng propped his chin, gloating in his eyes: "Don't listen to your son's nonsense, this guy can't believe everything he says."

"Where did I mess with you? Talk bad about me every day!" Jiang Linmu said angrily, "Didn't you just fall into the latrine when you were a child and I found out? Do you need to hold grudges until now? I didn't say it in front of others, really..."

"When the hell did I fall into the latrine!" Lin Feng was so angry that he wanted to lift the table: "You bastard, open your mouth and shut up, can you not discredit me?"

Ying Lin: "..."

"Amu." She said softly.

"Mother, tell me."

"If you have a chance, just find a girl to live with. You have a long life and you don't have a partner, how can you live?" She looked worried.

Ying Lin frowned slightly and clenched his fists.

"No, my apprentice is here. If he is really too old to move in the future, no matter what he will do, he will die for me."

The corner of Lin Feng's mouth twitched, what joke are you kidding, Jiang Linmu will grow old with such a cultivation level?Still need delivery?

It might as well be said to ascend to immortality!

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Master."

She hesitated to speak, and looked at Jiang Linmu worriedly.

Jiang Linmu sighed. Old people are like this, and they don't feel at ease if they don't see their children get married.

"Okay, mother, when this recent wave of limelight passes, if I see a good girl, I will marry her."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a "click" when he kicked, and Ying Lin calmly threw the chopsticks that had been cut in half on the ground: "Just now, my hands were a little stronger, don't be surprised."

"……Oh."

She was relieved: "That's great, if you meet, you must treat him well."

"It's not easy to find a wife, I understand."

There was another "click", and Ying Lin put the corner of the table on the table: "I don't know how long this table has been used, and it's too weak, it needs to be replaced."

Lin Feng numbly looked away.

The next day, she disappeared.

There was no one in her room, the quilts and the table were neatly arranged. She was not seen when eating in the morning, nor at noon. After half a day, even the smell of incense in the yard was gone.

Lin Feng heaved a sigh of relief, if he didn't leave, all the bees down the mountain would go up the mountain to nest!

Surprisingly, Jiang Linmu didn't move at all. He and Ying Lin were both mentally prepared. If he went down the mountain to find his mother crying, he would faint with a stick...

He hadn't seen Jiang Linmu's fighting power before, so he felt that he could try hard.

But Jiang Linmu's calmness was too abnormal, and he didn't even react at all, as if his mother had never appeared in this place.

"Your master is quiet, he must be acting as a demon." Lin Feng said with certainty: "It feels like this may be the calm before the storm, maybe he knows that we are going to stop him, let us relax our vigilance, and then sneak out at night Find her."

Although it sounds like a lot of drama, Ying Lin thinks what he said is actually quite reasonable.

"Then why don't I go and see Master after dinner?"

"I'll go as well."

The night is falling, the dark sky is dotted with stars, and the evening breeze is blowing slightly, revealing a little coolness.

"Is Master here?"

"Come in." Jiang Linmu sat in front of the window with his chin propped up, as if he was thinking about something.

If only there was smoke in this world.

He had never thought about it so urgently.

As soon as she entered the door, Ying Lin saw paper cranes all over the table, stacked extremely small and exquisite, even with two dots of cinnabar on the eyes, when the evening wind blew over, several of them fell to the ground.

Ying Lin picked one up, and he could feel the spiritual power attached to it.

Isn't this the most commonly used helicopter by Master?

It is obviously a crane, but it is named a chicken, and he feels sad when he mentions it.

"It's very well stacked, give me two?" Lin Feng pinched the paper crane's small wings and injected a bit of spiritual power, and saw it fly up tremblingly, and then fell to the ground with a "pop".

"No."

Lin Feng muttered: "Stingy ghost."

"Master, how much is this stacked?"

"No more, no less, one hundred, you can count them if you don't believe me."

Ying Lin took it seriously, poured out the paper cranes from the jar, gathered all the paper cranes together, and put them back into the jar.

"One, two, three... 99, gone." Ying Lin put the jar back to its original place: "Master, there are only 99."

"I stacked a hundred."

Lin Feng scratched his head: "Which paper crane was eaten by you?"

"She took it away." Jiang Linmu turned his head and breathed like blue: "Mother doesn't want to hurt me. She will definitely go back alone to find the person who brought her back to life. She will bring my paper crane. As long as I get in front of that guy, I will Then you can know who is plotting against me."

Ying Lin opened his mouth: "Master, do you know all about it?"

"I was a fool?"

"Then these days are all for your mother?" For some reason, Lin Feng suddenly had an unknown fire in his heart: "Do you know, kid, that she has been thinking about you all the time, waiting for you for decades in vain , Thousands of years after death, just to see you! You..."

It turned out that this guy knew about it from the beginning, but he was able to push the boat forward so naturally. She didn't even know it before leaving. The child who missed him for so long was just using himself to find the murderer behind the scenes.

"So why do you think that I will tolerate the person who disturbed the deceased?" Jiang Linmu stared at him.

"But……"

"My mother's death was a mistake that I couldn't make up for with my life. Even if I died on the plane because of it, I would admit it. This is a demon I can understand, but I can never break through." Jiang Linmu said: "Sometimes I feel The reason why I can't ascend is because even the Dao of Heaven looks down on me, and a disloyal, unfilial, incompetent and ignorant person like me cannot ascend to immortality, and there is no need for it to catch me hard."

"But that man wants to use my mother, I will not let him go, even if he dies, I will take him down!"

Ying Lin took a step forward and knelt down in front of him, only to find that Jiang Linmu's cheeks were still wet from tears when he approached him.

"With me here, how could something happen to Master. I have checked the records. The dragon is a thing in the fairy world. Heaven should not do anything to me. Then I will block all the punishment for Master." He shook his hand. Holding Jiang Linmu's hand, he asked softly, "Master, why are you crying?"

Beside the stream not far from the sect gate, a white bone was lying on it. A gust of wind blew the bone away like powder.

A small paper crane rolled into the grass, and a firefly landed on it.

The author has something to say: Secretly update a chapter (coded)

I was planning to update it yesterday, but who knew I accidentally searched for a series and watched it all night...

sin sin.