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Yan Jingchen raised his eyebrows, as if he was very dissatisfied with the child's words, what does it mean to come again, his territory, can't he come here casually?

Of course, Yan Jingchen was reluctant to get angry with Tong Wu, but asked in a good temper: "How long are you going to sit on the ground?"

Tong Wu: "..."

Only then did he recall his disheveled state. He stretched his arms to get up, probably because he had been sitting stiff for too long. Not only did he fail to prop himself up, but he also heard an ominous "Crack" sound. , something seems to be broken...

Of course Yan Jingchen also heard the voice, he stepped in front of Tong Wu in two or three steps, knelt down/put his arms around Tong Wu's waist and said: "Don't move around, I will help you up." When he was speaking, his arms had already closed People tighten up.

"Are you ready?" With his arms around Tong Wu's waist, Yan Jingchen's head inevitably rested on Tong Wu's shoulders, and when he spoke, the hot and humid breath brushed against Tong Wu's ears.

Tong Wu felt his ears itch and twitched slightly, then nodded and said, "It's ok."

"Then I'm going to move." Saying that, Yan Jingchen leaned on the table with one hand to borrow strength, put his arm around Tong Wu and led him to stand up, and the stool lying on the side also straightened itself with the movement of the two of them getting up.

But the person was lifted up, but Yan Jingchen dared not let him go—for fear that if the strength was loosened, the child would brittle himself to pieces.

Such a distance has exceeded the safe distance for normal people to get along with each other, Tong Wu suddenly blushed, and felt a little baffled.

Of course Yan Jingchen noticed his actions, but he was not in the mood to tease him at the moment.

He flipped his wrist, and a bottle of surrogate blood appeared in his hand. He pinched the bottle with one hand, twisted his thumb and index finger to open the bottle, and put the bottle to Tong Wu's mouth without saying a word, intending to give the bottle to Tong Wu. He poured it down, Tong Wu needed this thing too much now, otherwise he might not be able to stand still if someone supported him for a while.

Tong Wu was only focused on blushing, and didn't see Yan Jingchen's quick movements. He didn't realize what it was until he brought the bottle to his mouth, and turned his head subconsciously, refusing to drink. , followed by a crisp sound of "Kara", which is really pleasant.

"..."

Yan Jingchen said, "What's wrong?"

Tong Wu shook his head, "Nothing."

"Then drink this quickly, look at you, your lips are dry and cracked." Not only the lips, even the cheeks were sunken due to lack of water.

Considering that Tong Wu can't even move his neck now, Yan Jingchen thoughtfully changed his arms to hold him, put the mouth of the bottle from the other side to Tong Wu's mouth, relying on the fact that his neck can't move around, quickly put a bottle instead The blood poured into his mouth, and forced into his body with a gust of warm real energy, helping him to swallow.

Reluctantly, Tong Wu drank the bottle of blood substitute, and his body was rejuvenated by the infusion of blood substitute. The dry skin regained its elasticity, the thin cheeks gradually plumped up, and the broken hand bones healed quickly , his neck was finally able to turn so that he could face Yan Jingchen squarely.

He looked at Yan Jingchen, then at the empty bottle in his hand, and suddenly felt an indescribable sadness.

This person, what is the reason for him to do so, to irrigate a zombie with his own blood.

Tong Wu felt sore in his nose, but he had to hold back his tears, because since Yan Jingchen didn't tell him, he didn't want to let him know the whole story. No matter what the reason was, he could only keep silent about it and pretend he didn't know anything about it. Enjoy Yan Jingchen's kindness to him, even though it hurts every time.

Seeing that Tong Wu was recovering gradually, Yan Jingchen let go of his arms around his waist and helped him to sit down.

"Sit down for a while and don't move around."

"it is good……"

Sitting down with Wu Yiyan, he habitually manipulated the three strands of qi in his body to flow through the whole body. When the three strands of qi returned to the inner palace after meditating, he clearly noticed the change in himself—the sea of ​​inner palace qi became wider.

Opening his eyes tiredly, Tong Wu asked, "What happened?"

Yan Jingchen looked straight into his eyes, and after a few seconds, he suddenly squatted down in front of Tong Wu, covered Tong Wu's hand on his lap and said, "Don't you understand at all?"

"I don't know, those words suddenly flew up, I..." He didn't know how to describe it.

Yan Jingchen showed a tolerant smile, which was very soothing, "Go take a bath first, and I will explain it to you in detail when I come back."

Although he didn't understand why he had to take a bath by himself, Tong Wu didn't refute. He felt that he really needed some comfort from hot water to wash away the discomfort of being stuck to the thick fog and moisture in a foreign land.

He quickly took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom. Before closing the door, he heard Yan Jingchen say, "It's dirty enough if you haven't showered for three days."

Tong Wu: "... Yan Jingchen, you bastard!"

Yan Jingchen finally couldn't hold back his laughter. While laughing, he tidied up Tongwu's messy desk. As usual, he folded the words he wrote in the past and kept them in the kit. It was the dry and forked Langhao pen that changed its position. Starting today, Tong Wu needs to change a pen to write.

It was already 10 minutes after Tong Wu washed up and came out.

Yan Jingchen waved to Tong Wu, asking him to come to his side, and then made a very unbearable gesture - stretched out his hand and pinched Tong Wu's cheek, and then commented: "It's a bit stiff, and the hand feel is not good."

Tong Wu wished he could pick up the inkstone on the table and slap him on the head.

The joke was over, Yan Jingchen cleaned up his attitude and motioned Tong Wu to sit down.

"Tell me, what's going on." As soon as Tong Wu sat down, he went straight to the topic.

Yan Jingchen signaled him not to be nervous, changed a set of tea sets with his bare hands, and said leisurely while boiling water and tea, "Actually, it's not as serious as you imagined, or it's a good thing for you to encounter such a thing." He said Tap the end of the tea needle towards Tong Wu, signaling to silence and listen to yourself, "This kind of situation, we usually call it entering meditation."

As soon as he said the word "entering concentration", Tong Wu understood.

Earlier, Yan Jingchen told him about meditation, but he also made it clear that entering meditation depends on an opportunity, and being able to enter meditation is considered to have touched the door frame of the "Tao".

He originally thought that this opportunity would only come across at least ten or twenty years, and at most a hundred years, but he didn't expect it to be just a few months.

"To be honest, I am also very surprised. Although you are very talented, the order of cultivation is different from that of ordinary people. I always worry that your talent will affect your sense of aura. I didn't expect everything to go smoothly." Yan Jingchen said Pass the divided tea to Tong Wu.

Tong Wu took a sip and could not taste good or bad.

"What should I do when I feel angry?"

"Nothing to do, keep writing your words."

Only then did Tong Wu realize that the desk had been cleaned up at some point, and the two pens had been swapped.

He is very smart, what Yan Jingchen wants to express, just a little mention can make him understand. In terms of teaching and learning, it is not difficult to communicate, but there is a saying that "the master leads the door to practice on the individual", Tong Wu knows that Yan Jingchen There is not much that can really teach him, especially after he has a sense of energy, everyone's cultivation methods begin to be different, and Yan Jingchen may not have much to say after that.

In this way, will he... Will he stop coming to the Internet cafe?

According to Tong Wu's previous knowledge, before he came to Kunlun Internet Cafe, Yan Jingchen had been traveling outside and rarely returned to the sect, and he would not come back for more than a month each time. This time he stayed in the sect for a long time must have something to do with him, but now There is nothing to teach, will he stop coming?

After thinking about it, I think it is impossible, no matter what, he will always appear!Because he has to replace the blood medicine primer, he will definitely come back...

Tong Wu worried about gains and losses, thinking that he might not see Yan Jingchen, he felt lonely for no reason.

Obviously there are so many people who take care of him, Hong Sui, Tan Xin, and Zi Qing are all good people and take good care of him, but he just feels that anyone can leave him, but he can't leave Yan Jingchen, although he always talks about it. He didn't admit it, but he unconsciously regarded him as the only spiritual support in life, the only family member in this strange but gradually familiar world.

Yan Jingchen said a few more words, but he didn't get a response for a long time. When he looked up, he realized that the child was holding a teacup in a daze.

"Hey, what are you thinking about?" Yan Jingchen reached out to take off his empty teacup, interrupting his thoughts.

"Oh...it's nothing." Tong Wu glanced at Yan Jingchen, but he didn't dare to look into his eyes anymore. He lowered his head to fiddle with his clothes, and his face blushed again inexplicably.

Yan Jingchen found it incredible, why did this kid keep blushing today, and just about to ask him, Tong Wu picked up the topic instead, "How did you come here, that... I suddenly fell into samadhi, you know?"

"I don't know." Yan Jingchen smiled, "I'm on the mountain, and my spiritual sense can't reach here, but Tan Xin knows."

"Oh."

So it was Tan Xin who noticed that he had suddenly entered meditation, and because he was a novice who didn't know how to master it, the situation was very unstable, so he immediately contacted Yan Jingchen to come down the mountain.

In fact, Yan Jingchen, who came down from the mountain, was also a little taken aback, the movement of Tong Wu entering meditation was too loud!

The Kunlun Internet Cafe was already cold, but after Tong Wu entered meditation, it was even more chilly. I don't know what kind of world he entered. Fearing that there would be problems here, Yan Jingchen immediately closed the Internet Cafe, and ordered Tan Xin to form a formation around him to hide his breath. On the other hand, he stood by Tong Wu's side to protect the Dharma.

"Your samadhi is really powerful, for three whole days."

"!!! So long?" He couldn't feel the flow of time in the world of meditation, but he didn't feel that it was as long as the past three days.

"Of course, it's a shocking certainty."

"Forehead……"

"That's why I said that you are so dirty that you haven't showered for three days. I'm not wrong at all."

"Yan Jingchen, your sister!"