Is it the same with other big brothers?

Before the hour, Zhou Lingxue woke up from the dream covered in sweat.

He sat on the couch in a daze for a full quarter of an hour, and finally let out a shy sob from his throat, and buried his face in the pillow.

He had a dream where his face was blushing and his heart was beating. Even after waking up for a moment, his heart was still beating violently, and his body was hot and hot.

In the dream, he was lying on a person wearing a ghost mask in a dazed state, pressing the man's slender five fingers on the brocade quilt, and interlocking his fingers, watching the man tremble uncontrollably following his movements , listening to the blood-pumping whimpers from forbearance, Zhou Lingxue also had a strange sense of satisfaction in his dream that even if he died at this time, this life would not be in vain.

Probably because the movement was too violent, the man tilted his head slightly, the ghost mask was tilted to the side of his face, revealing half of his tear-stained face, under a misty eye, a tear-shaped red mark hit Zhou Ling directly. In Xue's eyes.

Zhou Nexue was immediately woken up by fright.

He lay on the couch and bumped his head against the pillow for a long time before he finally had to face his messy clothes.

Zhou Lingxue blushed, and squatted expressionlessly in the living pool in the backyard to wash obscene clothes. After calming down for a long time, she suppressed the untimely and even unethical thoughts in her heart.

He didn't know how other teenagers reacted the first time, anyway, he was going to be scared to death now.

Zhou Lingxue hung the clothes to dry, and thought with reddened ears, "If the elder brother finds out, he will definitely beat me to death."

He came to a conclusion on his own, thought for a while, and added: "If the other brothers knew, they would definitely kill me too."

The two "beating him to death" were like pins and needles that fixed the sea, forcibly nailing his flying soul to this body, and they didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He changed his clothes in a daze, and was about to go out to the cold pool, when a person rushed over and hugged him affectionately.

Zhou Lingxue turned her head, and saw Shen Di Anyan smiling at him and smiling at him: "Lengxue is back, how's the experience going?"

Zhou Lingxue felt uncomfortable all over, and moved Shen Di'an's hand away without any trace, and said calmly: "It's okay--is Senior Brother Ten recovered from his illness?"

Shen Di'an was seriously ill a few days ago, and she finally got out of bed after lying on the bed for several days. At this time, his face was a little sickly pale. He was probably used to illness, so he waved his hand casually and said, "It's okay, we won't have morning class today. I went, went to Hantan to play with the big brother, I heard that he seemed to be punished by the master for a year and a half, hahaha, I'm going to make a serious effort."

Over the years, every time Mingzhu was punished, Shen Di'an would always jump up and go forward to sneer and sneer, and he would never miss it. This time he was still sick, so he got up very responsibly to throw trouble, which can be regarded as life and death in another sense. Don't give up.

Zhou Lingxue was also used to it, and with a "hmm", the two walked side by side towards the cold pool in the back mountain.

It is said to be a retreat, but Ming Zhu, who is completely dismissive of his cultivation, completely regards the cold pool as his residence, and he does not practice, so he curls up next to the pool and sleeps all night.

Mingzhu is used to Zhou Lingxue reading scrolls in his ear warmly every day, and for a while the daily hypnotic sound disappeared, and he struggled to fall asleep until dawn.

When he woke up again, Shang Yanfeng had already left, and Master Gui Ning stood beside the pool at some point, staring thoughtfully at the rippling water waves.

Ming Zhu sat paralyzed on the ground, didn't bother to get up, simply knelt on the ground, lowered his head slightly, and said: "Master."

Master Gui Ning looked at Mingzhu indifferently, and his eyes fell on his left hand again, as if he breathed a sigh of relief.

"You really have the guts to do such a thing as running away from Wei Young?"

Sure enough, the first sentence of Master Gui Ning was to ask the teacher for the crime.

Mingzhu kowtowed on the ground very familiarly, without blinking his eyes: "Master, I know I'm wrong."

He has always been a character who admits his mistakes and never repents.

Master Gui Ning looked at him coldly, and was finally defeated by Ming Zhu's thick skin for a long time. He walked over slowly, pulled back his robe, sat beside Ming Zhu, frowned and said, "When will you listen to me?" In my words, does staying in Rizhao really make you so unbearable?"

"Master," Ming Zhu called him softly, blinked his eyes, and said, "I already know my destiny, how long are you going to hide it from me?"

Master Gui Ning seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and he wasn't surprised at all, but a trace of compassion slowly appeared in Gu Jing's eyes, he stretched out his hand, touched Ming Zhu's head lightly, and said, "You know that destiny cannot be violated? "

Ming Zhu chuckled, and said: "Since Master knows that destiny cannot be violated, why does he trap me to death in this Rizhao Mountain, trying to change my fate?"

Master Gui Ning withdrew his hand and said, "I'm doing it for your own good."

Mingzhu lowered her long eyelashes, covering her eyes, and said nothing.

Since childhood, he has been like this when he was angry, neither crying nor fussing, with his eyes downcast and silent, but his expression was stubborn and aggrieved.

"Your mother Su Yan and I are old acquaintances," Gui Ning said, "Before she died, she entrusted you to me to protect you forever, so I would rather raise you up as a useless person who only knows how to play and doesn't know anything. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I don’t want you to take risks for such a troublesome destiny, do you understand?”

Mingzhu asked: "Will I not be in danger in Rizhao?"

Gui Ning said: "With me here, no."

Mingzhu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly recalled the scene when the Yuanying called the little master uncle last night, and the longevity lamp in the Hall of Eternal Life that had been extinguished but never fell on the ground. , so it’s because you have disobeyed the destiny?”

Master Gui Ning was taken aback for a moment, then his hands in his sleeves trembled slightly, but he returned to his original state in an instant. He stood up and looked down at Mingzhu, the gentle look on his face had disappeared, and he said in a cold voice: "Zhuer , Wisdom will hurt, sometimes, I still prefer the stupidity you usually pretend to be."

Ming Zhu was raised by Master Gui Ning, knowing that he was already angry at this time, so he had no choice but to keep his mouth shut and not ask about it, and said in a muffled voice, "I know I was wrong."

"Your red lotus meridian has been severely injured this time, and I'm afraid you will have to stay in the cold pool for a longer time," Master Gui Ning said slowly before leaving, "Don't think about leaving again, if you let me know next time, you Just spend the rest of your life in this pond."

If Mingzhu didn't feel that he was too rebellious, he would almost roll his eyes at Master Guining. He was still a gentle and indifferent elder just now, but now he has become a strict teacher, speaking and acting as harshly as before.

Ming Zhu said unhappily: "Yes, Master, the disciple knows, and send Master off respectfully."

Only then did Master Gui Ning leave.

In less than a moment, Zhou Lingxue and Shen Di'an entered the cold pool side by side.

Shen Di'an was still the same as before, when she saw Mingzhu sitting by the cold pool, she walked forward with a smile and skillfully sarcastically said: "Brother, how long will you be 'retired' this time? , can you still catch up with the Zongmen Dabi?"

Mingzhu greeted them casually, his long hair was already covered with crystal frost, he didn't feel cold, and his posture was very lazy.

Zhou Lingxue has been looking down at the ice since entering the cold pool, not daring to look directly into Mingzhu's eyes, and was called out by Mingzhu several times before raising his head, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother."

Mingzhu pulled him by the hem of his clothes and pulled him in front of her, and said: "I'm asking you something, why do you look so out of your mind, is it too cold?"

Zhou Lingxue sat beside Ming Zhu stiffly, couldn't even breathe, nodded indiscriminately, and didn't hear what Ming Zhu was asking.

Mingzhu sighed and said, "Squeamish."

As he said, he brought an iron candlestick from the small table made of ice and snow, flicked it with his fingers, placed a cluster of scarlet flames in it, and handed it to Zhou Lingxue: "Here, hold it."

Zhou Lingxue Ergen took it with redness, and when his hand touched the hard candlestick, he felt a warmth enveloping his whole body, completely isolating the surrounding cold.

Shen Di'an came over to warm herself, but was pushed back by Zhou Lingxue, and said in a low voice, "This is for me."

Shen Di'an: "..."

Shen Di'an's health was not good, his lips turned white after being frozen for a while, and he didn't want to suffer from the cold here after falling into a well, he said a few random words and then jumped away.

Soon, there were only the two of them in the entire cold pool.

Zhou Lingxue held on to the candlestick tightly, and felt Mingzhu's breath resounding in his ears, as if recalling that half-bearable and beautiful face in the untouched spring dream, his whole face would burn Woke up.

Mingzhu also thought that he was not used to the cold pool, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He leaned lazily on the small case beside him, covered his lips and yawned, his peach blossom eyes were full of water mist.

Zhou Lingxue didn't dare to look at him, and stammered to find a topic: "Brother didn't sleep yesterday, last night, okay?"

Mingzhu's eyelashes were full of tears, and she was extremely sleepy: "Yes, Kuayu studied until midnight last night, and it made me more and more awake as I listened to it. I finally fell asleep in the morning, but I was caught by someone before a short while. Woke up."

He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep last night, so he had to take Kuayu out to learn from Zhou Lingxue to recite the Jingjing Sutra to him. Kuayu's temperament and purity were completely out of the question, but for the crystal stone, he held the book and read it cheerfully.

His voice is really clear and melodious, and the voice of a baby is not too noisy when reading, but Kuayu is not very good at reading, and he can mispronounce nine out of ten words in a sentence. Mingzhu is used to Zhou. Immediately, he couldn't bear the sound of negative snow words, and he almost opened his eyes to correct a sentence after Kuayu read a sentence.

In the end, Mingzhu couldn't bear it anymore, grabbed the book, and taught Kuayu to recognize characters word by word, forcing Kuayu to read and fell asleep.

When it was five o'clock, Mingzhu didn't feel much sleepiness.

Looking at the tired look on Mingzhu's face, Zhou Lingxue was stunned for a long time, and suddenly said: "Then why not, I'll come over every night to read to my brother."

Ming Zhu lazily opened his eyes, waved his hands, and said: "No need, Master will seal the cold pool in a short while, and he will let me out probably next autumn, even if you want to come, you won't be able to get in."

Zhou Nexue murmured, "Next year... autumn..."

The red lotus veins in Mingzhu's body are still not stable. Master Guining will find a reason to come to the cold pool every once in a while and retreat for several months to completely suppress the hot flames in the veins. This time, the red lotus sword When he was out of the sheath, his body's spiritual veins were no longer suppressed, so he stayed longer than before.

It was inconvenient for Mingzhu to tell Zhou Nexue all this mess, so he reached out and rubbed his hair, and said with a smile: "The life of a monk is extremely long, and more than a year can pass in the blink of an eye. Read to me, will you?"

Zhou Nexue stared at him blankly, then nodded for a long time: "Yes."

Mingzhu looked at him with a smile, and said in his heart: "Xiao Shisan is really good, among so many juniors, he is the most reassuring."

Zhou Lingxue left the cold pool recklessly, turned his head to look at the frosty cave after walking a long way, gritted his teeth and left after a long time.

In the cold pool, the restriction placed by Master Gui Ning rose slowly, isolating all voices.

When there was no one around, Mingzhu's expression was always empty and indifferent. He stood up and took off the black robe on his body. The clothes dragged to the floor, and he only wore a thin white shirt, which clearly outlined his slender figure.

He walked barefoot to the edge of the pool, looking down at the clear reflection in the water.

Almost all the cold air in the cold pool emanates from the never-freezing pool water. Mingzhu walks into the bone-chilling cold pool expressionlessly, his long hair loose and slightly soaked, and the cold air follows him. His skin pierced into the meridians that were so hot that they were almost boiling.

He didn't close his eyes slowly until the pool was full of water, allowing his body to float and sink to the bottom of the pool.

After a while, he was like a delicate ice sculpture, his eyes were slightly closed, and he was silent again.

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