Is it the same with other big brothers?

It was late spring, and the night wind was still bitter.

The room on the middle floor of Xingyuan is not as small as Shen Hongchuan said, on the contrary, it is much larger than the room in an ordinary inn. It has everything that should be furnished. Except for some shaking when encountering strong winds, other places are no different from the underground.

Zhou Lingxue knocked on Mingzhu's door with a few yellowed books in his arms, and after a glance, he saw Mingzhu lying on the bed, with hair all over his back, looking like he wanted to vomit but couldn't vomit. appearance.

Without raising his head, he said listlessly, "I...I want to drink water."

Zhou Lingxue sighed slightly, fed him a glass of water, and added some lamp oil on the table, then walked to the side of the bed and said, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

Ming Zhu tried not to think that he was tens of feet high in the air, took a deep breath and curled up in the soft bedding, curled up and closed his eyes: "Well, what are you reading today?"

Zhou Yingxue: "Longshan returns to Tibet.

Mingzhu: "What... what is it?"

Zhou Lingxue raised the yellowed thin ancient book in his hand: "Senior brother Jiu brought it, it seems to be about some hexagrams, do you want to listen?"

Mingzhu said: "Will you listen or not? You dare to read the book brought by Lao Jiu. Don't be afraid of being led into that ghostly virtue by him. Change it."

Zhou Lingxue said helplessly, "That's still the Jingjing Sutra."

Mingzhu still wanted to pick another one, Zhou Nexue patted his quilt, and said, "Stop thinking about it, go to sleep."

It is extremely difficult for Mingzhu to fall asleep. Sometimes Zhou Lingxue has finished reading a book, but he still looks radiant. I'm also used to it.

"...The reason why sentient beings do not get the true way is because they have delusional minds. Once they have delusional minds, they startle their gods; when they startle their gods..."

Zhou Lingxue's voice was deep and hoarse with a voice between a teenager and a young man, which made Ming Zhu feel as if there were feathers tickling her ears, and her neck was itchy and numb.

Hearing this, Mingzhu suddenly opened his eyes, looked curiously at Zhou Lingxue who was sitting on the edge of the bed, tugged at his girdle, and asked, "Do you also have delusions?"

Zhou Lingxue said: "The purpose of reading to you is to make you sleep. Why do you become more energetic when you listen? Close your eyes."

Mingzhu said "oh", closed his eyes obediently, and repeated: "Then do you have delusions?"

Zhou Lingxue was helpless, so she had to put down the book, and said: "My cultivation base has not yet formed an alchemy. If I have delusional minds, I am afraid that the soul will be ill at that time. For those who practice Taoism, delusional minds are a taboo, and it is very easy to attract them. Heart demon, senior brother should know about it, why bother to ask?"

Mingzhu opened his eyes disobediently again, and rubbed his face on the soft pillow. He was probably extremely sleepy, but it was extremely difficult to fall asleep, and a thin layer of water mist covered his peach blossom eyes.

Zhou Lingxue had originally told Ming Zhu that he had no wishful thinking with a cold face, but when his eyes fell on Ming Zhu's extremely tired face, for some reason, his calm state of mind seemed to be hit violently by something, shaking his ears. There was a humming.

Mingzhu didn't notice his blank look, rolled his body twice under the quilt, patted the half empty bed, and said vaguely: "It's too late, you can sleep here with me."

Zhou Lingxue was taken aback for a moment, and then his ears turned red suddenly. He stood up abruptly, put away the book indiscriminately, lowered his head, not daring to look at the candle, and said dully: "No, no, I have to go back..."

He walked forward a few steps almost with his hands and feet, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly felt a little unbearable, and turned around tentatively, and saw Mingzhu sitting on the bed half wrapped in the quilt, with his intact right hand dead. Clinging to the edge of the bed, his knuckles turned white, his eyes were full of panic.

During the day, he didn't show any fear of heights, and sometimes he opened the window a crack and glanced at the sea of ​​clouds outside the window, Lu Qingkong and Zhou Lingxue almost thought that he was really no longer afraid of heights, Unexpectedly, he just pretended to be good on the surface.

Zhou Lingxue sighed, sure enough, the deep-seated fear cannot be cured overnight.

He hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and turned to leave.

After Zhou Lingxue closed the door, Mingzhu's stiff body suddenly trembled, and then hurriedly rushed to the edge of the bed, spitting out the water he had just drank.

No matter how stable the flying kite is, there is still an unavoidable feeling of being unreal and light. The more Mingzhu doesn't let himself think about it, but he thinks more about it.

He vaguely felt that he was not standing on a kite, but was hanging on a cliff with one hand, surrounded by howling winds, and an abyss under his feet, and a ferocious beast would pounce on him at any moment and swallow him in one mouthful. belly.

"It's too scary." Mingzhu was wrapped in a quilt, curled up on the edge of the bed, thinking, "If I really inherited my mother's ability to predict destiny in my blood, then are these dreams something that will happen in the future?"

In the future, is it true that there will be a day when he is on a cliff and is thrown down mercilessly, and then a ferocious monster rushes up from the abyss with its fangs wide open, and swallows him in one gulp? Then fell into darkness?

The more Ming Zhu thought about it, the more he felt chills all over his body, his body was already shaking uncontrollably, the oil lamp on the table had burned out and was slowly going out, and the darkness shrouded inch by inch.

The bean-sized flame on the table jumped to no light, until one hand suddenly and lightly placed another lamp on the table, illuminating the huge room brightly.

Before Mingzhu could react, he stared blankly at Zhou Lingxue, who had gone back and forth, put a gaudy lamp on the table, and explained casually: "The lamp on Xingyuan is still burning lamp oil, it smells too much. Heavy, I went to Senior Brother Jiu to ask for a spar lamp, and I don’t need to get up to refill the lamp at night.”

As he spoke, he took off the outer robe he was wearing, walked to the bedside and looked at the pale candle, frowning: "What's wrong? Still can't sleep?"

Ming Zhu didn't know how to react for a moment, so he nodded.

Zhou Nexue pushed him to let him lie back on the bed, and then lay awkwardly beside him, looking at Mingzhu with blank eyes, thinking that he was still afraid, so she said softly: "Don't be afraid, if you really can't sleep ,I……"

He was just about to say that if he couldn't fall asleep, he would just recite the Qingjing Sutra silently next to his ear, but Mingzhu went crazy and bumped his head into his arms suddenly.

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Zhou Lingxue froze, and instinctively wanted to shrink back, but found that she was already against the edge of the bed, and if she moved further back, she would fall directly.

Mingzhu put his forehead against his chest, gently pulled the belt of Zhou Lingxue's obscene clothes with his right hand, wrapped it around his little finger several times tremblingly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's so warm." Mingzhu closed his eyes, feeling Zhou Lingxue's body temperature, listening to his heartbeat "plop plop plop" extremely fast.

Zhou Yingxue was a little awkward, Qiqi Ai said: "Shishishishixiong..."

Ming Zhu patted his heart lightly with the hand tied to his belt, and said vaguely: "It's beating too fast, it's too noisy."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

If you think it's noisy, go to the side!

Zhou Nexue wanted to say something more, but when she lowered her head, she saw that Mingzhu had completely relaxed her body, and fell asleep drowsily in his arms.

Zhou Lingxue was taken aback for a moment, he has been taking care of Mingzhu for more than five years, and he knows how much he can do before going to bed every day, so he was really surprised that he fell asleep so easily this time.

Soon, Mingzhu's breathing gradually stabilized, and the little finger of his right hand struggled unconsciously, tearing Zhou Lingxue's front with his belt.

Zhou Lingxue took a deep breath, shook his hands and untied Ming Zhu's little finger, then carefully pressed Ming Zhu's shoulder, and put him back on the bed.

It is extremely difficult for Mingzhu to fall asleep, but once he falls asleep, he will not wake up even if the sky falls, so he didn't make much movement when he was pushed away, but he just mumbled a few times in a daze, and he didn't know what he said.

Zhou Lingxue lay back down again, controlled his breathing, and felt that his heartbeat was no longer so violent after a while. He breathed a sigh of relief and was about to fall asleep. The originally peaceful candle seemed to be caught by a nightmare. Started to struggle uneasily.

Zhou Nexue was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and held down his left arm so that he would not press the wound, but the next moment he realized what it means to be self-inflicted—because Mingzhu probably felt the familiar smell, I don't know what to mutter, my right hand groped and grabbed Zhou Lingxue's lapel, and slammed into his arms again.

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Zhou Lingxue's heart, which hadn't calmed down for a moment, started beating violently again.

Ming Zhu's frowning eyebrows slowly relaxed, found a comfortable position, and did not move.

Zhou Lingxue froze and didn't dare to move anymore. She just felt that her usually soft body was terribly hot like coals in his arms. She wanted to throw it away but couldn't bear it, so she could only let him lean on her body motionlessly in half pain and half pleasure. Recite the Jingjing Sutra silently one hundred times.

No sleep for one night.

The storage ring that Shen Hongchuan prepared for Mingzhu was filled with a bunch of pastries, and when Mingzhu took it out in the morning, it made Lu Qingkong extremely jealous.

Lu Qingkong said vaguely while eating: "This stuff is very expensive. Brother Qi and I wanted to eat this when we went shopping, but he just wouldn't buy it for me."

Zhou Lingxue didn't want to hear that he knew money all day long, so she frowned and said, "If you want to eat, go buy it yourself."

Lu Qingkong rolled his eyes at him: "Would you buy five hundred crystal jades for a package of cakes? Only Shen Hongchuan, the prodigal son, would buy such a large amount without blinking. Heh, if the big brother doesn't eat it, it's just cheaper for you and me."

Mingzhu drank water listlessly at the side, absent-mindedly said: "Is it so expensive?"

Lu Qingkong let out a "huh hum", swallowed the cake in his mouth, sat beside Mingzhu, and said, "I heard that Brother Qi said that he stuffed some crystal jade for you, did you see how many there are?"

Mingzhu shook his head, he didn't have much idea about money, so he simply threw the storage ring to Lu Qingkong and let him see it for himself.

Lu Qingkong took a sip of water, casually glanced inside, and sprayed it out casually.

Ming Zhu was almost sprayed all over by him, so he withdrew to the side, and said in disgust: "Old Nine, although I know you don't usually look well, but..."

Before he could finish his sarcasm, Lu Qingkong directly tied the storage ring around Mingzhu's neck with a pale face: "Did that Shen Hongchuan spend a lot of money stuff a crystal jade mountain into it for you?"

The candle was not clear, so Zhou Lingxue threw a clean cloth towel and said in distaste, "Wipe yourself clean first."

Lu Qingkong wiped it carelessly, and was about to say something when Mingzhu suddenly raised a finger: "Shh."

The two fell silent for a moment, holding their breath in unison.

A series of soft footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, as if they stopped at the door of the candle room, and then two voices came.

"Are you sure that person is the bright candle in the execution order? Don't read it wrong, right?"

"Impossible, that kid's face is so special, I will never admit his mistake, the two boys who are traveling with him are all little furry kids who have not yet formed an alchemy, it is not worth mentioning at all, hehe, as long as he is caught, hundreds of thousands The crystal jade bounty is here."

"But why do I think that person is just an ordinary face, is it because of the skin?"

"Maybe, but I remember that his left hand was injured, and he was holding the white gauze layer by layer. Just remember this." The man said, his tone suddenly became a little ambiguous, "That face It's a pity to be born into a man, otherwise..."

The latter words are somewhat unsettling.

The three of them were startled and looked at each other.

Ever since Mingzhu got on Xingyuan, he took off the skin because he thought it was in the way. He stayed in the room for half a day and night and didn't go out much. How could he still be seen?

Lu Qingkong said silently to the two of them: "Late Yuanying."

Ming Zhu's heart suddenly sank.

When he woke up in the morning, Mingzhu thought his room was too bright, so he came to eat in Lu Qing's empty room opposite the door, the two people outside the door seemed to think that Mingzhu was still in the room, and they were wandering around the door of Mingzhu's room at this time.

Lu Qingkong asked again: "What should I do?"

Ming Zhu shook his head, signaling to wait.

But Zhou Yingxue said: "Their cultivation base is much higher than ours. If you let go of your spiritual sense, you will soon know that there is no one in the brother's room."

Ming Zhu's face was pale: "How far is it from the sunshine?"

Lu Qingkong calculated the time: "There is still one more day, we won't arrive until midnight today."

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The reason why sentient beings do not have the true way is because they have delusional minds.If you have a delusional mind, you will startle your spirit; if you startle your spirit...——"Qing Jing Sutra"