He has not lived enough

Master Yun Shen smiled wryly: "Back when I found Ji Wuxin, his whole family was wiped out. My old monk told him that if he left with me, he could avenge this bloody sea of ​​blood, but a little...

Master Yun Shen smiled wryly: "When I found Ji Wuxin back then, his whole family was wiped out. My old monk told him that if he left with me, he would avenge the sea of ​​blood, but if he was a little careless, he would fall into the sea of ​​hell and fire in the future. Ji Wuxin didn't even think about it." If you think about it, you kneel down and beg me to be your teacher, and I will know that this child is not only talented, but also has a very human personality."

"Afterwards, when he practiced Wuji Kung Fu to the fifth level, he had already avenged his revenge with his own strength. The old monk advised him not to practice any more after he reached the seventh level, otherwise the accumulated heat poison would have the power of snow worms and extreme yin." Zhonghe, if there is a slight mistake, he will go crazy, and the pain is unbearable, he agreed on the face, but in fact he is still practicing secretly."

Master Yunshen turned the Buddha beads in his hand, looked at the forest and mountains far away, and sighed: "Desires have no bounds. If you have nothing, you just want to have a bowl of food. But if you really get a piece of gold, you still want to want it." More, even knowing that it is Avici Hell."

The masked man took it very seriously: "Grandpa is really good at practicing Zen. Just a single sentence is like enlightenment and nectar pours out his heart. He really deserves to be an eminent monk who has attained the Tao."

Zhao Yu really admired this person, how could someone say such eccentric words in such a sincere tone.

But thinking about it, he could understand that although the original owner was not close to his mother, he was truly loved by his parents, and the masked man with Ji Wuxin's disposition had never had a good life since he was a child.

Master Yun Shen could naturally hear the sarcasm in the masked man's words. Compared with Zhao Yu's pure kindness and love, his feelings for this grandson were more complicated.

This is the flesh and blood of his other daughter, who is also the son of an enemy, and all these injustices stem from his obsession to save his daughter back then.

Now, instead of saving his daughter, he has caused more innocent people.

"Your mother... are you okay now?" Master Yun Shen asked in a trembling voice, he was sorry for his little daughter, and the other daughter made him feel pained and ashamed.

It was so painful that she could not distinguish between right and wrong, and was deceived by Ji Wuxin to harm her close relatives. It was because of his neglect of his eldest daughter that Ji Wuxin had time to exploit. In the end, she would rather stay in Wuji Palace than be with them. Go together.

Tracing back to the source, his crimes are no less than Ji Wuxin's.

When mentioning his mother, the masked man put away his indifference just now, and his whole body became cold.

"Don't worry about your old man, my mother's life is better than Jiang He'er..." He clenched and loosened his hands, and said word by word, "At least you don't have to be like her. You can't even see a ray of sunshine all year round."

Master Yun Shen said: "Although your mother does not have an extremely yin physique, the internal strength she cultivated can barely suppress some of the heat and poison in Ji Wuxin's body, and he would not do anything to her after all. Forget it, after all, I can't help her... "

Seeing Master Yun Shen's face full of sadness, Zhao Yu also felt emotional, but now he still has many questions: "What do you mean my mother can't see the sun?"

The masked man looked at Master Yun Shen with a half-smile, and the latter said awkwardly: "Without the nourishment of pure Yang internal energy, your mother would not be able to survive for a few years with the old monk's internal energy. After giving you the snow worm, her body It will become more and more stiff like ice and not see a ray of sunlight, and finally die slowly like a living dead.

"I can't bear to see her like this, and your mother doesn't want you to know what she looks like, and she wants to stay a few more years to see you more, so she takes the feigned death drug and sleeps all year round, and only takes the antidote to wake up temporarily every few days of the year. , make some soup for you with my own hands, she will be satisfied knowing that you are doing well."

Is this the truth?

Zhao Yu felt as if a big rock had hit his heart, and it was so dull and painful that he couldn't breathe.

He stood there in a daze, until his face turned cold before he realized that tears had flowed down his face in big drops.

This is not his emotion, but the empathy brought to him by the memory of the original owner. The doubts, loneliness, and confusion of the child who was neglected by his mother since he was a child have been answered at this moment.

It turned out that it wasn't that his mother didn't like him, on the contrary, she had been planning for his future since birth, and even endured such pain.

Wiping his face indiscriminately, Zhao Yu turned and ran towards Master Yunshen's Buddhist temple, but was stopped by the masked man's unhurried words.

"Appearing in front of her now, do you think your mother can hold it?"

Zhao Yu turned around slowly, and Jiang He'er's body was almost exhausted from the point of view just now, and it was hard to avoid accidents under the violent ups and downs of emotions when meeting him suddenly.

Could it be that he still pretended not to know and remained indifferent?

"Grandmaster……"

Zhao Yu hesitated and looked at Master Yunshen, who was still used to addressing him like this.

But just as he opened his mouth to speak, he suddenly felt a rush of blood in his chest, a mouthful of sweet blood gushed out of his mouth, slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and then he lost his strength and fell down limply.

Master Yun Shen stepped forward in shock, but someone moved faster than him.

In a blur of consciousness, what Zhao Yu glimpsed was the thin lips of the man in the mask stretched into a cold straight line and the anxious eyes behind the mask.

Zhao Yu struggled to raise his hand to touch his mask, but the masked man subconsciously hid for a moment and then stopped, but Zhao Yu raised his hand halfway before Zhao Yu lost consciousness and fell into the darkness.

cold……

The only thing Zhao Yu felt in his intermittent consciousness was the bone-chilling coldness.

When he was a child, he mischievously went skating in the pond, and the bone-chilling coldness that penetrated into the icy water when the ice layer broke and fell into the icy water was deeply etched in the memory of the young Zhao Yu, and he never dared to approach that pond again.

But compared with now, that kind of cold is like moving from the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator to the bottom freezing layer. Zhao Yu only feels that the blood in the blood vessels is also frozen, and the whole body turns into an old popsicle, which can be stained with a lick. The coldness of the tongue.

This kind of icy cold invaded his brain along the spine, and gradually Zhao Yu's consciousness, which was dulled by the cold, became more blurred. into the boundless chaos.

Zhao Yu tried his best to resist, but it was useless. Pieces of memory scattered like snowflakes. Just when he was about to be unable to hold on, a warm current surged to envelop Zhao Yu's body like a spring. Compared with just now, the coldness of the bones is the difference between hell and heaven.

I don't know how long it took, and the consciousness gradually came back. Zhao Yu slowly opened his eyes, and his goal was Master Yun Shen who was waiting anxiously.

"Amitabha, you are finally awake." Seeing that he was awake, Master Yun Shen relaxed a little.

Dazed for a moment, Zhao Yu tried to sit up, but found that there was no strength in his limbs.

Master Yun Shen stepped forward and helped him sit up: "The cold poison in your body just broke out, so don't move too much."

Cold poison?

Zhao Yu helped his forehead, and his memory was slowly awakened. Looking around, he found that he had returned to the small courtyard room, and the sky was bright, but the masked man had disappeared.

Unable to lean back on the soft couch, Zhao Yu only felt the pain of having a high fever all over his body, but he didn't care about it, but asked Master Yun Shen, "Where is my...my mother?"

"She doesn't wake up very much every day, she has already fallen asleep, don't worry."

Master Yun Shen comforted him, Zhao Yu just wanted to ask Zhang Defu to come in with a bowl of medicine, saw him awake, patted his chest and said: "You can be regarded as awakening my little ancestor!"

He also thanked Master Yun Shen: "Thanks to Master for coming this morning, otherwise this old slave would not have noticed that Young Master has a high fever!"

Master Yun Shen came here early in the morning to deliver things, Zhang Defu came in to report and found that Zhao Yu's complexion was not right, and fortunately Master Yun Shen was proficient in medical skills, so he immediately prescribed medicine for Diagnose Pulse and asked him to brew it.

As he brought the medicine over, he muttered: "The old slave said that you have no one to watch the night. The night is cold on the mountain. You accidentally turned over the quilt and appointed someone to be sick. Look at this, don't you have a fever?" !"

Zhao Yu came to his senses after a little thought, and then Zhang Defu said: "I felt hot when I fell asleep last night, so I didn't cover the quilt well. I woke up from the cold in the middle of the night. I quickly covered it again, but it was too late."

At the end, he deliberately smiled bitterly and said: "It would be better if someone was on duty at night. In the final analysis, it is because of my weak constitution."

Knowing that Zhao Yu was always concerned about his own frailty, Zhang Defu stopped talking, and instead said: "What's the matter, I think your health is much better this year, and besides, with Master Yun Shen here, the two Just take the medicine and you'll be fine!"

Master Yun Shen also said: "Little benefactor, you don't need to think too much, the old monk will take care of you in the past few days and you will be fine."

Zhang Defu said yes again and again, and he was relieved after watching Zhao Yu drink the medicine.

The medicine was so bitter that Zhao Yu frowned, but after taking it, warmth gradually spread from the lower abdomen, and the internal organs were as comfortable as being ironed, and most of the soreness in the limbs was eliminated at once.

Seeing Zhao Yu's relaxed expression, Master Yun Shen also smiled lovingly, and filled a bowl of the contents of the earthen pot on the table and gave him a bowl: "This medicine is good because it is good, but it tastes too bitter. Eat some sugared peaches and squeeze it." Suppress the bitterness."

This peach was made by Jiang Yinghe last night. Zhao Yu took it carefully, scooped out a piece with a spoon and bit it open gently. The soft and juicy pulp and juice poured into the mouth. It was the familiar fragrance and sweetness in the memory of the original owner.

Zhao Yu ate the remaining peaches carefully, lowered his head and said in a shy voice, "The taste of this peach is as good as in previous years, but I don't know if I will be lucky enough to eat it a few more times."

Master Yun Shen's hand holding the Buddhist beads trembled slightly, and said for a long time: "The little benefactor thinks it's delicious, and he sent it to the person who made this peach. Everything has its definite order, so there's no need to think about the rest."

Since he said so, it seems that Jiang Yinghe's time is indeed numbered.

And just now he looked at it, and the previous hidden mission has been shown to be completed, which shows that the truth of the year was indeed the case.

Recalling the frail and resilient figure last night, Zhao Yu secretly sighed.

Although Zhao Yu had parents, they separated when he was very young. His mother paid more attention to him before reorganizing the family, but after she got a new family and a younger brother, she seemed to forget about this son. Zhao Yu, who lived with his grandmother, only lived in I can only see my mother when I receive living expenses every month, and when her family moves to the provincial capital, even this monthly meeting is gone.

In order not to make grandma sad, Zhao Yu showed no concern for his parents, and led a group of children wildly every day. Over time, relatives also felt that this child was born with a big nerve, and even the children at home envied him for not being restrained by his parents. , and large sums of pocket money—

It's funny to say that his parents were so poor before they divorced, and they each made a fortune after divorce. They never shorted him in money, but Zhao Yu no longer used theirs after he arrived, and determined to rely on himself Make money for grandma's retirement.

After so many years of self-hypnosis, Zhao Yu himself almost believed that he didn't expect the so-called fatherly love and motherly love, but he didn't expect that this inexplicable time travel made him realize again what parental love is.

It's a pity that the original owner never knew these truths until his death, and now that he knew it, he couldn't change Jiang He'er's fate of death.