[Master of Magic Dao] Yangyang, eat candy

My hands are shaking a little.

There was a small, unremarkable porcelain bottle on the old wooden table, and Meng Yan was sitting obediently by the table, waiting for my next move.

It was... so unexpected.

Not long after I left the bazaar—it was not yet dusk, I heard the book yelling in my head like crazy:

"Quick, go back! Meng Yan's mother is gone!"

"Not here?!" I was a little overwhelmed by the sudden bad news, subconsciously denied, "Impossible, I left the medicine, although her condition is not optimistic, but at least she can survive months!"

Shu Dao explained lightly:

"You're talking about the time when Li Qi has been exhausted, but she did it artificially, so naturally it can't be regarded as a normal situation."

"Warrior?" I murmured, "...who did it?"

"Herself." The book said succinctly.

It turned out to be... suicide.

"How could it be..." I couldn't focus, but I finally took a step back, "Meng Yan, she still has Meng Yan..."

People are short-lived, not to mention, she still has Meng Yan as a concern, how could it be, how could it be? !

I was restless, and my pace became faster and faster. In the end, I ran wildly.

When the sun was setting and the twilight was coming together, I finally rushed into the small courtyard out of breath and knocked open the door of the wooden house.

Then, there is the opening scene.

I forced a smile and patted Meng Yan's head, handed him a piece of pastry, and said hoarsely:

"Are you hungry? Have something to eat first. My sister will go out for a while and will be back soon."

I followed Shudao's instructions and walked to a raging river.

"Is this where she jumped from?" I stared at the rushing river with deep eyes.

"good."

"What happened...before she committed suicide?" I closed my eyes, unwilling to look at the river that had swallowed countless lives.

The folk customs here are simple, what exactly is it that makes her so troubled?

"Oh? How do you know?" Shu Dao wondered, "She was humiliated by some debt collectors, and then..."

"Enough." I interrupted it suddenly, "There is no need to say any more."

……Humanity.

Ha, man, man, primate of all things! !

When everyone is in the same situation, they will live in peace, but if there are people who have fallen into the quagmire due to misfortune, then they will show their true colors--thinking they are superior, and then punching the victim Hit and kick to satisfy your own ridiculous vanity.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong, making the rudder according to the wind, heh, hahaha, okay, what a primate of all things!

Meng Yan's mother must have endured many years of oppression. After meeting me, she finally felt relieved about her child's future, but the condition I agreed to take Meng Yan away was to wait until she was old—even though I swore I promise, I will know as soon as she leaves and come back to take Meng Yan away, but in her heart, after all, she doesn't quite believe it.

"Instead of waiting until I die, it's better to end my life and call the trick doctor back while the trick doctor is still gone."

Anyway, now I have... nothing to worry about.

I can almost imagine the struggle of the poor man's mind before he died.

I... shouldn't have raised such conditions. If I wasn't so cowardly, if I could ignore my psychological shadow and goug out her eyes without changing my face, at least she wouldn't die now.

To live and suffer, or to die peacefully, I don't know which is the better answer.

But since Meng Yan's mother has made her own decision, I can only choose to respect it, and then earnestly fulfill my promise.

"You are very strange. It's just a person who met by chance. How can you mess up your mind so much?"

"...You are not human, so naturally you don't understand." I replied in a low voice, my voice was inaudible.

Why do I have such strong mood swings?

I think it should be ashamed of being ashamed of one's own kind...

No, in the final analysis, it should be the distress for Yangyang.

The world is going downhill, and people's hearts are sinister.Who can say who is cleaner and nobler than the other?

But in such a world, he was criticized by thousands of people.

"No more..." I muttered to myself, "With me here, at least he won't be so lonely anymore..."

"Hey, that—you seem to disapprove of what Meng Yan's mother did."

On the way back, Shudao opened up his chatterbox again, breaking the almost suffocating silence——

It is really interested in human feelings, as long as it encounters this kind of thing, it will hold on to it and ask non-stop.

It just so happened that I didn't want to be immersed in this uncontrollable depression all the time, so I thought about it seriously and replied:

"There is no right answer to the question of whether to live in pain or to die peacefully."

I raised my hand and stroked the broken hair in front of me, and said in a deep and clean voice, "The factors that determine the answer are very complicated, such as the situation you are facing, whether you still have concerns in your heart, the nature of the person involved, etc..."

"Well, although there are countless factors that determine the answer, in the end it is just a simple word 'persist' or 'give up'." Shu Dao quietly listened to my analysis, and after a few words Suddenly the subject changed, "But I see that you disagree with Meng Yanniang's answer, so—you chose 'live in pain'?"

"Ah."

I answered.

"why?"

Calligraphy upholds the good morality of asking the bottom line, and continued to ask.

"Because I haven't finished my work yet." I suddenly frowned and smiled softly, "Besides, with him around, how can it be called pain?"

"So, Xue Yang can still be counted as your savior in a disguised form?"

I was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing with a "puchi"—it really is a fool, if there is no Yang Yang, how could I be like this now?

However, it is also because of him that I am happy with it.

"Yes, he can also be counted as my savior."

I didn't intend to stay in this nasty place for a long time, and after a simple check-in, I took my little Meng Yan and embarked on the long journey to Jinlin Terrace.

Um?Why do you say?

Of course it's because - the last medicinal material is in Jinlin Terrace!

a little nervous……

I looked at the high steps of Jinlin Terrace, swallowed a little awkwardly, and squeezed Xiao Mengyan's hand again.

——Although Jin Guangyao recruits strange people from all over the world, I happen to be able to take this opportunity to exchange for what I need, but the problem is that I am only a "new star" in the past few years, and I don't know if it is enough. Take that herb.

Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor!

I took a deep breath and pulled Meng Yan up the steps.

Things went unexpectedly well.

We only stayed outside the door for less than a stick of incense, and then a disciple of the Jin family came to lead me in to meet the suzerain.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh !

I'm even more nervous! !

I pulled Meng Yan to follow the disciples in front of me, for fear of taking a wrong step, I didn't even dare to appreciate the elusive sea of ​​peony flowers in Jinlin Terrace, Jinxing Xuelang.

Then, I froze all over.

Big big big brother? !

Fortunately, Lan Xichen also noticed me, he was slightly taken aback, and then smiled like a spring breeze: "This is the guest that Ayao wants to see?"

Great, your old man finally spoke!Otherwise, I, a blind man, really don't know what to do to "discover" you so that people will not be suspicious! _(:з」∠)_

I started the show -

"Big brother?" I called out uncertainly, and the smile on Lan Xichen's face suddenly froze.

He frowned slightly, and walked over quickly: "Miss Chang, is that you?"

Plan pass!

I laughed, and my tone was full of the joy of meeting an old friend: "It's really you, big brother! Why are you here?"

Lan Xichen smiled helplessly: "Should I come down to ask this question, right? ——I'm here to discuss matters with Jin Zongzhu about the symposium, you..."

I saw that he hesitated to speak, and I understood.

——Brother Lan, who is kind-hearted, must want to ask me how I made myself into such a ghost, but because I am a girl, I am afraid of hurting my self-esteem, so I can't speak well, so I hesitate to speak.

I hurriedly said empathetically:

"It's nothing, that's what I told my elder brother in the letters all these years—but now, I'm a little embarrassed..."

Lan Xichen looked around again, seemed a little puzzled, and said:

"Why didn't you see your friend who helped read the letter?"

A friend who reads letters?What about friends who read letters?

I was a little confused and didn't react for a while.

"It's the person you made up to read the letter to justify yourself!"

Shu Dao reminded in time at the side.

Oh oh oh!That man!

"Ah...haha." I scratched my head, laughed awkwardly, and lied casually, "We just met by chance, she was kind, and helped me for a while by the way, and I was looking for kindness in the subsequent letters." Read by strangers."

"Then why did you come to Jinlin Terrace this time...?" Lan Xichen asked with a slight nod.

"Hee hee." I laughed again, and said cheerfully, "I'm here to find medicine."

Lan Xichen showed a puzzled look, but he didn't speak.

I would like to abide by the good conduct of a blind man, and waited quietly for a while. Seeing that Lan Xichen had no intention of speaking, I paused, and then explained: "I only need this last medicine, and I can change my eyes."

Now Lan Xichen was really surprised. Σ(⊙▽⊙"a

But he didn't speak, instead he cast his eyes behind me and smiled.

I resisted the urge to turn around, and stood upright facing Lan Xichen, trying my best to play the role of the blind man.

If as expected, the one behind...

The name in my heart hadn't fully surfaced yet, and in the next second I heard someone smiling and saying from behind me:

"I didn't expect that this Ke Qing, whom I have never met, is actually an acquaintance of the second brother?"

——Jin, Guang, Yao.

The author has something to say: Heck, let me say something off topic~

Today is 11.5, so I wish Jiang Cheng, uncle Jiang Wanyin, the fifth son of the family of three poison masters, Jiang Yu Zhijiang, Jiang Wanyin, happy birthday!

Popular science, "to grow old" is a euphemism for death~