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In the end, Lingduan and Chunyang decided to temporarily settle down in Wangcun, where the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the folk customs are simple, it is a good place for self-cultivation.

After spending money to buy a small courtyard that was left unused, the two of them moved in after hiring the villagers to clean it up.

Chunyang knows some medical skills, and he can help the villagers treat minor ailments such as headaches and brain fever. He went to the mountains to collect medicines and donated them to the villagers for free. He quickly established good social relations with the villagers.The villagers also thanked Chunyang very much, praising him for his superb medical skills, Hua Tuo, his benevolent heart, and the heart of a Bodhisattva. After a few months, they can be said to have no worries about food and clothing.

On this day, the sun was three poles high, the sun was just right, and Ling Duan had just gotten up.

It’s not that he was too lazy, he was injured by Baili Tusu, and then he was abolished by the elder holding the sword. The serious injury was hard to heal, and the root cause of the disease, and then he was told that the murderer of Zhaolin was actually Ouyang Shaogong, and his mind was depressed , now not only her legs are lame, but also her physical fitness has deteriorated a lot. If the weather is hot, she will suffer from heat stroke, and if it rains, her legs will hurt, so she can only take it slowly.

"Get up." Chunyang, who was drying herbs, saw Lingduan came out, put down the basket, and walked to the kitchen, "Breakfast is hot in the pot, I'll bring it for you."

Not long after, Chunyang brought out the food and placed it under the shade of a tree, "Come here soon, Duanduan."

Ling Duan looked at the busy Chunyang, and moved over slowly, "If you keep doing this, you will have to raise me up."

Chunyang stuffed the chopsticks into Ling Duan's hands, "I'm happy to see it succeed, Duan Duan can't live without me."

Ling Duan raised his eyelids and laughed at himself, "I'm already a waste, so where else can I go?"

"What nonsense." Chunyang flicked Ling Duan's forehead, "You didn't organize and pack my herbs, which saved me a lot of time."

"Then you should thank me well, brother Chunyang~" Ling Duan smiled at Chunyang in a lazy tone, and then started to eat again.

"Then how should I thank you?" Chunyang looked at Lingduan who was drinking porridge, "Why don't you promise me with your body!"

Before he could swallow it, the porridge in Ling Duan's mouth was sprayed out and he choked twice when he heard this sentence. Fortunately, he turned sideways in time and spilled it all on the ground, "Ahem..."

"Duanduan, be careful when drinking porridge." Chunyang patted Ling Duan on the back artificially, to please him.

Ling Duan wiped his mouth rudely, "Chunyang, you are too much, is there anyone who makes fun of your brother like this? See if I don't hit you!" Then he wanted to take off his shoes and hit Chunyang.

"Hey." Chunyang supported Ling Duan, stopped his movements, and sighed, "Duanduan, you can't beat me."

"It's great to know some spells?" Ling Duan shook off Chun Yang's hand, "If Master Ling Duan still has the skills, I'll beat you so hard you'll find your teeth all over the place."

"Okay, okay, Master Duanduan is the most powerful." Chunyang said shaking his head, like a child studying.

Ling Duan angrily turned around to leave, but was held back by Chun Yang again.

"Don't be angry, I'll go hunt a rabbit on the mountain in a while, and roast it at night, okay?"

"Humph."

"Another stack of pastries."

"I don't drink medicine either."

"No, it's for conditioning the body, you must drink it."

"Don't drink."

"Then you can eat carrots at night."

"Chunyang, that medicine is really too bad to drink, did you add half a catty of Coptis chinensis?"

Chunyang gave the other party the look of 'you are an idiot', "The medicine is so difficult to take, I will add Coptis chinensis to you, and I will add Andrographis paniculata to you, which is almost the same!" At the end, he added, "The medicine must be drunk."

Ling Duan waved his hand, "Get out, get out." I thought to myself, I won't drink if I don't want to drink, can you still drink me? !

Seeing this, Chun Yang didn't say much, anyway, he had to drink the medicine.I carried the bamboo basket and went up the mountain with a shovel.

Lingduan will not be bored if he guards the house alone.Put away the bowls and chopsticks, sweep the floor, wipe the table, look through the herbs, and pack them up. It took two hours in a flash.Sometimes the villagers would come here to get some medicine, or send some of their own vegetables, and Lingduan would welcome them and say a few polite words.

Nowadays, he seldom goes out, one is that his legs and feet are inconvenient, and the other is that he doesn't like the way the villagers look at him.He knew that he had caused Chunyang a lot of trouble. If it wasn't for his disability, Chunyang could have gone to a better town instead of such a small mountain village.Aunt Wang, a neighbor not far from his home, told him that when Chunyang went to a neighboring village for outpatient visits, a wealthy family fell in love with Chunyang and wanted to marry him, but they found out in the village that Chunyang had a disabled elder brother who needed a doctor. Take care, and left without saying anything.

While basking in the sun, rubbing my legs.

"Brother Ling is at home."

Lingduan came back to his senses, and it turned out to be Uncle Li from the village.He is one of the few foreign surnames in the village, and he has come here to get medicine several times.His family's Erya was born prematurely. She is eight years old, but she looks only five or six years old, and her health is not good.Chunyang has checked her pulse and has been taking medicine to recuperate.

"Uncle Li, come to get the medicine?" Ling Duan got up, "It's been prepared a long time ago, just wait a moment."

Seeing the handsome young man entering the room one up and one down, Uncle Li sighed secretly, not knowing what to say when he came to his lips.

After a while, Ling Duan came out with the medicine in hand, "This is a five-day supply, take it on time, if necessary, ask Chunyang to show Erya again."

"Hey, that's good." Uncle Li took the medicine happily, "Thank you brothers so much. Since you came to the village, everyone's health has improved a lot. It's really thanks to you!"

"Uncle Li, you are welcome. We are newcomers, and thanks to our neighbors, we can live in peace. We should be grateful." Ling Duan smiled gently.When he was in Tianyong City, he had been assisting the real person in charge to manage the affairs of the sect, and naturally he couldn't make a mistake in his dealings with others.Seeing Uncle Li's expression of "I have something to say, but I don't know how to say it", Ling Duan immediately asked, "But what's the problem?"

"Brother Ling, are you and Chunyang planning to live here forever?"

Ling Duan nodded, "Our brothers like this place very much, and we will probably live here for a long time." Considering his elixir and physical condition, Ling Duan probably won't move his nest in the past few years, because he is lazy after all.

"That's good, that's good." Uncle Li said again and again, "That's it, Uncle Li, I'll just say a few words because of my age, you brothers live together, it's really not good without a woman in this house, look, take care You can’t grow a la carte, you can raise some chickens, ducks, geese and so on.”

"This..." Ling Duan still smiled, "What does Uncle Li mean?"

"Of course I want to tell you about family relatives. You know our village..."

"Wait, wait a minute, Uncle Li," Ling Duan interrupted, "Did you say something wrong? You are a matchmaker for Chunyang, I have already said that he decides his affairs."

"No, Brother Ling, it's you." Uncle Li said firmly.

Ling Duan patted his leg, "I'm a cripple, who will marry me. Uncle Li, stop joking."

"Why, I can still make fun of this when I'm old." Uncle Li pretended to be angry, "Don't talk about yourself as 'crippled' all day long, isn't it just that your legs are lame, as Chunyang also said, It’s not that your leg can’t be cured, it’s fine if we cure it.”

"Uncle Li, I really can't heal my leg." Ling Duan smiled awkwardly, and seeing Chunyang coming back from the corner of the eye, he hurriedly greeted, "My brother is back, Uncle Li, you should think about my brother more, not only Good-looking, healthy, good at medicine, talented, much better than me, hahaha."

"You just make trouble! Xiugu in our village is a good hand at home and outside the family, and she is easy to give birth to. What is better than you marrying her? She can help you take care of Chunyang." Uncle Li saw Chunyang coming over , quickly pulled him back, "You too, please persuade your brother, you have met that Aunt Xiu, what a wonderful child, if it wasn't for taking care of younger brothers and sisters, would you not be able to get married until [-]?"

"Uncle Li," Chun Yang greeted, withdrew his hand, and rubbed it behind his back, "We can talk about marriage matters after brother's leg recovers."

"You brothers..." Uncle Li was so angry that he didn't know what to say, "Then treat them early, everyone is not young, so what's the delay. You discuss it, I will go back first."

"Uncle Li, walk slowly." ×2

"Why did you come back early today?" Ling Duan asked while helping Chunyang pick off the bamboo basket.

"I miss you, come back soon."

"Go, go, go." Lingduan carried a bamboo basket and plunged into the pile of herbs.

"Don't be busy." Chunyang walked over, put the bamboo baskets on the ground casually, and pulled the mausoleum end into the house, "Although it has entered autumn, the heat is still there. The sun at noon is the most venomous, and your body is weak. It's better to stay in the house peacefully."

Ling Duan entered the room as he said, poured boiled water for Chun Yang, and pushed it to him, "Tell me, why did Uncle Li think of proposing to me, is it your fault?"

Chunyang rubbed his nose, "Duanduan is really smart, Chunyang really admires it."

Ling Duan squinted at him, "What good thing have you done?"

Chun Yang took a sip of water, "I just said 'brothers don't get married, it's not good for younger brothers to get married first', I didn't expect..."

"You didn't expect that someone would actually want to marry a useless person like me, did you?" Ling Duan took over the conversation for Chunyang, and kicked him by the way, "You are amazing, aren't you? You have done all the good things, and you have a bad reputation I'm worried, huh? I'm the one holding you back and not letting you get married? If you really like a girl, brother, I'll hire you in person, and I'll definitely welcome you in with a big sedan chair."

"Duanduan, are you angry?" Chunyang came up to Lingduan, Lingduan turned his head and ignored him, Chunyang pressed the other party's shoulder, and turned him around, "Don't be angry, brother Duanduan, I just didn't Having said that, wait until your leg is cured before kissing. Don't be angry, it will hurt your body."

Ling Duan pushed Chunyang away and stared at his leg, "This leg won't get better."

"It's cured well, but it will hurt." Chunyang squatted down, touched Ling Duan's leg, "You didn't treat it in time after the injury, and the bone was misaligned. As long as the broken bone is reconnected, it will be fine. Duan Duan You have to trust my medical skills."

"I'm dead." Ling Duan patted Chunyang's haunting claws away, got up and walked to his room.

"Ling Duan!" Chunyang had never called him that before, and said harshly, "This leg is cured well. Why didn't you treat it?"

Ling Duan turned around, looked at Chunyang who was showing signs of anger, and said lightly: "I'm afraid of pain." Then he limped back to his room and closed the door.

Chunyang was so angry that he wanted to drop his teacup, but hesitated for a moment, poured himself a big gulp of cold water, and went into the kitchen.

Hearing the tinkling sound from the kitchen, Ling Duan was a little helpless. He touched his leg, "I deserve it." Not only did he recognize the wrong enemy, but he also absorbed the power of the demon, wounded Fu Que, and opposed the teacher. One by one, there is no redemption for a hundred deaths.He has no hatred for his cultivation base being abolished, and he has no complaints about being expelled from the teacher's school.He only hated himself for being so stupid that he couldn't kill the murderer himself, he only blamed himself for being full of affection and not being able to beat the ruthless flow.

Now and now, he is living in another world, it is difficult to see his old friends, and his old place is hard to find.

It doesn't matter whether you are infirm or sick, or you are in good health, what does it matter?

His biggest regret was that he couldn't visit Zhaolin's tomb and burn incense, and he couldn't talk to him in front of his tomb.

"Zhao Lin, I'm sorry for you." Ling Duan murmured.

Outside the door, Chun Yang, who was about to knock on the door, couldn't help frowning when he heard this sentence. This is not the first time he heard this name.Ling Duan often mentioned him in his dreams and coma, full of remorse and self-blame, so heavy that he, a person who had passed his soul for thousands of years, found it unbearable.

What kind of past does Lingduan have?Chun Yang couldn't help thinking deeply.

After an unknown amount of time, Chunyang came back to his senses and found that there was no sound in the room. He gently opened the door, only to see Ling Duan leaning against the head of the bed and falling asleep, with tears on his face.

He carefully let Ling Duan lie on the bed and covered him with a thin quilt.

The somewhat confused Ling Duan moved impatiently, "Zhaolin, I miss you."

Chunyang's eyes are a little cold, and his fluttering lips seem to always say something he hates. This feeling of being out of control is particularly bad, and the name "Zhaolin" is becoming more and more hateful.

With his luck, Ling Duan fell into a deep sleep.Leaning over, sticking to Ling Duan's lips, slowly rubbing and sucking until the lips are dyed with a bright color, then she doesn't give up.

He grabbed a strand of Ling Duan's hair and sniffed it, "Duanduan, do toys have to be consciously aware of things? I won't let you disobey me all the time."

Ling Duan didn't wake up until the Golden Crow fell to the west, he only felt that his whole body was unobstructed and extremely comfortable.He walked out of the room and saw Chun Yang in the yard carving wood. "What are you doing?"

Chunyang was taken aback, the sharp knife left a bloodstain on his slender fingers.He gasped, "You scared me."

"I'm sorry." Ling Duan hurriedly fetched water, moistened the cloth to clean Chunyang's wound.The wound was not big, but it was serious, and the flesh was almost cut off, which made Ling Duan feel distressed.He bit his fingertips again, took out a bottle of ointment from the storage ring, and applied it on Chunyang.

The ointment was extremely effective, and the wound on the finger had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, without leaving any scars.

Chunyang let Ling Duan hold his hand, but he himself took the ointment and smelled it. It wasn't particularly good, but in the eyes of ordinary people, it was a rare good.

Seeing that the wound on his finger had healed, Chun Yang grabbed Ling Duan's hand with his backhand, took out some ointment, and applied it on Ling Duan, "Since there is such an ointment, why not use it earlier, look at your hand."

The blood scabs and scars from the bites disappeared without a trace under the action of the ointment.

"You can keep the ointment, it's inevitable that you'll get hurt when picking herbs and hunting." Ling Duan covered the ointment and stuffed it into Chunyang's hand, "What are you engraving on?"

"Qin." Chunyang put aside the carving knife and the embryonic Qin, "You are hungry, I'll serve the meal."

Ling Duan stared at the piano curiously, and even touched it with his hand, "I didn't even know you could play the piano."

Chunyang, who was preparing the meal, looked at Ling Duan sadly, "There are many things you don't know."

Ling Duan smiled awkwardly, "Eh? You really roasted a rabbit!"

Seeing a good-looking roast rabbit on the table, Ling Duan was very pleasantly surprised, "I want to eat a hind leg."

"Okay." Chunyang said gently, and quickly tore the rabbit's leg, then tore it into small pieces, and put them in front of Lingduan.

It's obviously a greasy and indecent move, but when Chun Yang does it, it looks so elegant.

However, Ling Duan was not interested in watching. He immediately put a piece of meat into his mouth, and sighed in satisfaction, "It's delicious, you are really good. You can cure diseases and save people, you can also play the piano, and you can cook well." Eat, know spells, know kung fu, what else in this world do you not know?"

Chunyang stuffed the last piece of rabbit meat that he tore off into Ling Duan's mouth with his own hands, "Yes."

"Wouldn't it be Sen?" Lingkou asked with slurred teeth.

"I won't hurt you." Chunyang wiped his hands and handed Ling Duan a bowl of rice.

Ling Duan laughed, "Chunyang, you must have been very popular with girls before."

“How come you see?”

"I can talk." Ling Duan took a mouthful of rice, "I don't understand why men who can talk and men who are cold are particularly attractive. It's wrong for someone like me who doesn't rely on both ends to like someone, alas , the sky is unfair."

"No matter who it is, they all like me like this." Chunyang carried a vegetable for Ling Duan, "They don't like the real me, no one will like me."

"The real... you?" Ling Duan held his chopsticks in his mouth, a little confused.

Chunyang smiled gently, "Eat it quickly, it will be cold in a while."

At night, under the oil lamp, Chunyang played the piano slowly, meticulously and earnestly, with a peace that Lingduan had never seen in his eyes, as if only he and his piano existed in the world.

Chun Yang didn't look back, "It's so late, why don't you go to sleep?"

"I slept too much during the day." Ling Duan sat beside Chunyang, "Why did you think of the Qin today?"

"I saw a phoenix tree on the mountain, which was very suitable for cutting qin, so I brought it back." Chunyang put down the carving knife in his hand, "I like qin very much. When I see a good wood, I want to make it into a qin. They make a moving sound in my hands."

"Then you must have made a lot of violins."

"Yes, I don't remember how many I have. The same is true for people. People who suit my heart always want to be with me, let them become what I like, and I also pretend to be them I like it."

"If there's only wood, you can't make a beautiful sound. If you only have hypocrisy, you can't get the sincerity." Ling Duan hugged the Qin in front of him, picked up the carving knife, and began to carve one knife at a time, "Chunyang, you It can also be regarded as a practitioner, and must not fall into the magic barrier. The qin has no strings, and it has no shape and cannot produce sound. If the strings are too ordinary, it will not be able to produce the sound of heaven. Only the thousand-year-old ice silk can make a peerless qin. The same is true between people, if you don’t have the heart, the people you make are just wine and meat friends, if you are only willing to give false feelings, you will get nothing but treacherous villains. Remove the sawdust, and continue to engrave, "Although I don't know who or what you have met before, I think the result is not so happy. I only hope that you can treat people sincerely in the future. I believe you will always meet people who can trust you with your life. We often say "God's will tricks people", but people who practice are against the sky, so why should you care about it. God's will is always high and difficult to ask, and the way of heaven is faint and unusual. When the time comes, you will naturally grasp that' unusual'."

"I haven't engraved characters for a long time, and I'm a lot rusty. If my juniors see me, I'll laugh to death." Ling Duan brushed off the sawdust again, admiring the characters he had carved, "You should also rest early."

Chunyang touched the words carved out with a knife, and God's will tricks people.

Ling Duan, Ling Duan, are you the "unusual" I hit?Will you become the existence I have been looking forward to for a long time?

God's will tricks people, and man's will tricks the sky.

The author has something to say: Ling Duan: How amazing is it to be able to speak earthy love stories?

Chunyang: Naturally, it’s not as good as Duan Duan, and it’s seductive even without words [bad smile]