Is it the same with other big brothers?

Gui He's body froze in place, facing Ming Zhu's gaze, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to explain something.

In the next instant, a white shadow sprang out from the hall, and Master Gui Ning dodged and landed in front of Mingzhu, his robe fluttered, and before the sleeves fluttering in the wind fell down, he touched Mingzhu's eyebrows like a broken bamboo, Immediately sealed Ming Zhu's soul instantly, and his pupils also lost their luster.

Little Martial Uncle Gui He took a few steps stiffly, pulled out the frisky shadow from the motionless candle, and stepped on it tremblingly, the shadow finally calmed down.

Gui He's voice trembled slightly: "Master, brother?"

Master Gui Ning looked indifferently, looked down at the bright candle kneeling on the ground like an ice sculpture, and said in a low voice, "The 'Shadow' is no longer working, I must find a town spirit lamp to save your life."

Gui He: "But didn't the town spirit lamp disappear from the world?"

"No, a few days ago I heard that Changye Mountain Villa had strayed into a secret realm and saw a town spirit lamp inside. I plan to hand over Rizhao Mountain to you after a while and go alone."

Gui He was startled: "Senior brother, no, but any secret realm must be an extremely dangerous place, and even if you have extraordinary abilities, you may not be able to escape from the secret realm..."

Impatient Guining said on his face, "Why are you still so indecisive? I heard that every morning in the Hall of Eternal Life, you recited the scriptures of Lao Shizi's 'Never break or stand, and if you are poor, you want to change'. ? You read those scriptures into the dog's stomach? No wonder you can't do anything."

Gui He's pale face became even uglier, he quickly lowered his head and dared not speak.

Master Gui Ning seldom gets angry on weekdays, once he gets angry, he will attack indiscriminately, scolding Gui He Xuanran so much that he dare not say a single nonsense.

Master Gui Ning looked at the bright candle kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "I'm not like his useless father, who can't even protect the person I want to protect."

Gui He slowly raised his head, looking at Gui Ning with sparkling eyes, "Senior Brother?"

Master Gui Ning sighed slightly, stretched out his hand to touch Gui He's head in a rare way, and said, "I won't just watch you die again, don't worry, I have senior brother here."

Gui He was suffocated, it was probably the first time that Master Gui Ning said such explicit words, his fair face turned red, and he left a sentence "Go back quickly, don't stay under the sun for long", his body disappeared like a fluorescent light, And Ming Zhu, who was frozen into a stone, was slowly recovering his sanity.

Gui He's frown that had been furrowed became even tighter, he sighed, and left slowly holding his umbrella.

When Mingzhu regained his sanity again, his hand was still slightly raised in the posture of holding something, but his palm was empty, and there was no one around him.

He blinked in confusion, brushed the broken hair on his forehead, and muttered, "Did I hallucinate after kneeling for too long?"

He looked at the palm, and there seemed to be a tactile sensation of the shadow twisting violently on it. Could this also be an illusion?

Mingzhu has a wide heart, he can't think of a reason, and he doesn't bother to go, and continues to kneel upright under the scorching sun.

During lunch, Shen Di'an came to Wenxianju with a food box, and glanced at Bu Ya on the opposite side, seeing that the door was closed, she knew that the elder brother was still kneeling outside the hall.

He whistled gloatingly, intending to turn around to make trouble after delivering Zhou Lingxue's meal.

Although Zhou Nexue only knelt down for a while, the icy water that could freeze his flesh and blood still eroded his knees to a bloody mess. Mingzhu bruised his hands and bandaged him, so he could only sit stiffly on the edge of the bed, unable to move anywhere. go.

Fortunately, he always likes to be quiet, and he is not as evasive as others, and he can spend a whole day looking at just any scripture.

Shen Di'an pushed the door open, greeted Zhou Lingxue casually, then put the two-tiered food box on the table, and said, "Eldest brother, let me deliver food to you, eat some—your knees Are you all right?"

Zhou Negxue bowed down politely to thank him, and said lightly, "It's nothing, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Shen Di'an said with a smile: "Whenever our senior brother can learn from your ability to be so calm and calm, you don't know, every time he is injured, even if he scratches a little bit of skin, you will be hurt." He howled so much that everyone in Rizhao Mountain knew that when the medicine was applied, he was thrashing like hell, and he couldn't hold it down, as if someone was going to cut him alive."

Zhou Nexue heard him talking about Ming Zhu, and then remembered: "Eldest brother, hasn't come back yet?"

Shen Di'an: "Hahaha yes yes, I think he will not be able to come back until midnight today, he deserves it!"

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Zhou Lingxue really wanted to know what kind of grievances these two had, which made Shen Di'an so hostile to Mingzhu.

Shen Di'an was rushing to see Mingzhu's joke, got up without saying a few words, and said: "Remember to eat while it's hot, don't walk around casually, if you have anything to do, call the Taoist boy outside to do it, I'll go first .”

It was inconvenient for Zhou Lingxue to get up, so he had to bend over to send Shen Di'an away.

Sure enough, as Shen Di'an said, it wasn't until sunset that Zhiya on the opposite side slowly lit the lamp, and the faint muttering of bright candles could be heard in the yard.

Zhou Lingxue had been recuperating for a day, and his legs could barely walk. He was a little worried and wanted to go over to have a look. He was about to walk out of the gate of the courtyard. What are you worrying about? Eldest brother's rotten temper that makes people feel bad, maybe he doesn't appreciate it at all."

Thinking this way, he turned back from the gate of the courtyard. Before he had taken two steps, the sound of a person's body hitting the ground was clearly heard from the opposite courtyard, followed by a burst of small, broken and loud noises.

Zhou Lingxue turned around and walked out again, and said as she walked, "He...he rescued me before, I just went to have a look, and I'll come back when I'm all right."

It seems that Mingzhu's rescue of him may not be taken out by him to offset various things. I don't know when it will be completed.

He dragged his injured leg to Buya step by step. The yard was in a mess, and the footprints on the ground seemed to be traces of someone slipping on it. The more Zhou Lingxue looked, the more frightened he became. The wooden shelf in the corridor was knocked down, and wooden wedges were scattered all over the floor.

Seeing the mess of the place, Zhou Lingxue wondered if Senior Brother Xindao was punished to kneel or went mad, he stepped forward and knocked on the door lightly, and asked tentatively, "Senior Brother, have you fallen asleep yet?"

The room was lit with a big candle, and the door was half-closed. After being knocked twice by Zhou Lingxue, half of the door opened with a "squeak", revealing an even more messy inner room.

Zhou Lingxue was bullied since he was a child. Although he was noble, he had a low self-esteem in his bones. Even if the door was opened, he didn't dare to step into other people's territory at will, so he stood outside and whispered again: "Brother?"

There was a dead silence inside, only the cicadas and insects could be heard outside the window, but soon, there was a rustling sound of clothes rubbing against it, followed by the sound of burning candles: "Xiao Shisan? Come in quickly, Just in time."

Zhou Nexue froze for a moment, then pushed open the other half of the door, and walked in slowly.

But as soon as he entered, he realized that there was no place for him to stay in the entire room.

I don’t know how this weird elder brother did it. There are a bunch of messy things scattered on the floor of the room, scriptures, pens and inks, sachets, clothes, everything——Zhou Lingxue saw a pillow in the corner with sharp eyes .

Zhou Lingxue, who has always been neat and tidy, suddenly darkened his eyes, and said bluntly, "Brother, are you a kennel?"

Mingzhu also plausibly said: "I'm just making the best use of everything, the ground is so empty, putting more things won't waste space."

Zhou Lingxue almost rolled his eyes at him, and when he glanced away, he saw Mingzhu lying in the messy things, with a writing brush stuck obliquely in his bun, extremely embarrassed.

Mingzhu greeted him with a smile: "Junior brother, come and help senior brother, it is pressing on my leg."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Half of the wooden frame fell on Ming Zhu's calf, and Ming Zhu couldn't move it with all his strength, so he had to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, waiting for Zhou Lingxue to rescue him.

Zhou Lingxue himself was also injured, but seeing Ming Zhu's useless look, he sighed, stepped forward resignedly, and moved the wooden frame away with all his strength.

As soon as Mingzhu was free, he bent his calf and hugged him gently. His face was covered with cold sweat and he was trembling all over: "Thank you...thank you, junior brother, for saving my dog's life. I will cook tomorrow morning myself. cook for you."

Zhou Nexue really didn't understand who he learned this self-deprecating way of speaking from, but after thinking about it: "Anyway, he doesn't like himself, so why should I worry about it?"

Zhou Lingxue said coldly: "Brother, let's take good care of your wounds, don't worry about it, I'll go back first."

Mingzhu let out a "hmm", turned sideways and curled up his whole body, as if he was about to sleep on the ground overnight.

Zhou Nexue was a little surprised: "Aren't you going to bed?"

Ming Zhu hissed twice and said, "My leg... leg cramps and I can't move."

Zhou negative snow: "..."

Zhou Nexue wanted to get him up, but her legs were not very agile, it was really hard to toss, so she turned around and went out without saying anything.

As soon as Zhou Lingxue's footsteps disappeared from the yard, the bright candle lying on the ground seemed to bear it to the extreme, and he stretched out his hand and punched the hard ground. blood.

His long hair was spread messily on the ground, covering his violently trembling body. If you looked closely, you could find that he was soaked in cold sweat as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Ming..." His hand hit the bluestone slab on the ground, cracking the hard stone directly into cracks. Some whimpered, "Ming Zhao, I will let you..."

Halfway through his words, the fiery red lotus marks on the back of his hand instantly emitted a faint light, and then spread like thin threads all over his body.

He was caught off guard and uttered a scream of pain, but he was forced to hold it in his throat the next moment.

"...I'll let you die!"