On the Importance of Chinese Characters

Selection is over.

After two months, I returned to Wang Dao Peak.Zhuang Yunzhou, who was lying on his bed, felt as if he had been in another world. He closed his eyes lightly, and he lay quietly. The usual smile was gone from his handsome face, and he looked aloof and aloof.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, he lay refreshed on the soft and comfortable bed. He was so exhausted that he should have fallen asleep early, but as soon as he closed his eyes, everything that happened in the ruins of the unchara resurfaced in his mind like a movie.

Hypermemory makes all the details of those pictures as clear as photos. Before entering the ruins, the expression of the raccoon talking about the girl he likes, the teacher's expectations for this archaeological discovery, and even Lao Li talking about the meat of this month's mortgage. Painful but willing eyes...

Zhuang Yunzhou suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the wooden roof, and didn't want to recall any more.But those images are always with us——

The room seemed to be filled with overwhelming cold light.The mercenaries held sharp daggers and cut across people's necks mercilessly like slaughtering livestock. The sharp point of the knife, the blood groove beside the blade, and even the posture and angle of their holding the knife, the teacher and his companions donated blood and spattered The way it came out...everything kept lingering in front of his eyes.

Sitting up suddenly from the bed, Zhuang Yunzhou lifted the quilt, got out of bed and poured himself a cup of tea.The call of the Chinese bird during the day evoked the deepest pain in his heart. Although all the negative effects were over after the bird was shot, those aroused emotions did not calm down so quickly.In the night when no one was around, those things that had been suppressed by force came back so unexpectedly.

He took out Fang Qiling's sound transmission stone and rubbed it for a long while. Although he knew that it was not the time for sound transmission, Zhuang Yunzhou couldn't hold back and left a sentence with his spiritual thoughts: "Brother Qiling, it has been five months since we lost contact. Is Qing well? It is really wrong to disturb you in the middle of the night, but today I recall the past, and I cannot sleep with grief, and my heart is anxious, and it is difficult to tell. I look forward to seeing Qing's voice. —— Yunzhouliu."

Sitting in the cool night, Zhuang Yunzhou stared at the sound transmission stone, waiting patiently.However, just like the past five months, Stone stayed quietly, without giving the slightest response.

Smiling disappointed, Zhuang Yunzhou lowered his head, rubbed the smooth surface of the sound transmission stone with his thumb for the last time, and put it in his arms.

Suddenly, a warm touch rose from his bosom, Zhuang Yunzhou was startled, and after realizing what it was, he hurriedly took out the thing again.Fang Qiling's sound transmission stone finally woke up on the fifth moon when he lost contact. The message inside was very simple, only a short sentence: "Don't be sad, wait for me."

The corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, Zhuang Yunzhou bent his eyes, drank the tea in the teacup in one gulp, lay down on the couch again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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'puff--'

Fang Qiling spat out a mouthful of blood, his pale lips were stained with a bright red color, and he wiped it off with his thumb without changing his expression.

Putting the sound transmission stone into his arms carefully, he sat on the head of the bed, closed his eyes, and endured the sudden intensified pain in his mind.

Jing Bo pushed the door open, smelled the familiar smell of blood, and frowned: "Master, remember to warn you not to act rashly during this period of time."

Fang Qiling opened his eyes and looked over innocently: "Master, I don't. I'm being honest."

Jing Bo looked at him expressionlessly: "Really? Then stand up."

The smile on Fang Qiling's face froze.The channel of spiritual thoughts cast by the fragments of the sea wall of consciousness has not yet been fully stabilized, but the strong wind has condensed and raged beside the channel early on. Now every time he moves his spiritual thoughts, it is like holding a spiritual thought with a hob. The pain is so painful that he even struggles to breathe. , Jing Bo asked him to stand up, he really couldn't do it right now.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Fang Qiling let go of the smile on his face, and changed his method with a bitter face: "Master, I hurt."

"..." Jing Bo sighed secretly, turned his hand to take out a pill from the storage jade pendant, flicked it skillfully with his thumb, and flicked it into Fang Qiling's mouth.

The pure medicinal power turned into heat to nourish the weakened divine sense, Fang Qiling regained some strength, once again skillfully manipulated the divine mind to fight against the strong wind in the sea of ​​consciousness - I dodge, I dodge, I dodge, alas, this I can't avoid it, hit this small one here, it hurts a little bit.

"This is the last time. If you don't listen, don't call me master again." Jing Bo's words were not insignificant.

Fang Qiling looked serious, stood up and saluted respectfully: "I understand."

"En." Jing Bo eased his expression, turned and left.

Fang Qiling breathed a sigh of relief, and rubbed his hands on the sound transmission stone in his arms. He was deeply worried that something must have happened to Yunzhou, otherwise he would never be able to say the words just now.

When Fang Qiling was worried, the door was pushed open a small crack, and a small head slowly and tentatively stuck in.

"Little thing, what are you hiding, come in!" Fang Qiling became furious when he saw the little boy next to him.

Ren Sheng came in slowly: "Senior Brother Fang."

"I asked you to guard the door for me. Master came, but you didn't give a signal. What door are you guarding?!"

"Your Majesty won't let me talk about it." The little boy felt deeply wronged, and couldn't help but miss him, "Brother, you are really, it's all like this, why do you want to return the sound transmission stone?"

Fang Qiling was confused on his head: "That is someone very important to me. You are still young, so you don't understand."

Xiao Rensheng rolled his eyes: "I don't understand what. Isn't it love? People? Who doesn't seem to have one yet." Pouted, he announced loudly, "Anyway, I won't read the sound transmission stone to my senior brother again. Already!"

"Ah ah ah~~ It's the opposite of you!" Fang Qiling nodded his head and pinched a ten-year-old child, "Will you read it to you, will you read it to you?"

"No!" Ren Sheng replied loudly with great ambition.

"If you don't read it to me, I'll read it for myself!" Fang Qiling bared his teeth at him, "I can't leave anyone anymore!"

"No! The Venerable Master said, senior brother can no longer act rashly." Xiao Rensheng was anxious, and pouted aggrievedly, "I'll just read it to you."

Fang Qiling pinched his tender face: "That's right. Let me tell you, cherish this opportunity to see your senior brother's sound transmission stone openly. After a while, your senior brother won't even let you see it if you want! "

"Senior brother is so confident that he can recover his spiritual sense as soon as possible?" Ren Sheng stuck out his tongue at him.

Fang Qiling didn't change his face: "No, it's not suitable for children, so I can't show it to you."

Ren Mianzhi coughed lightly at the door, interrupting Fang Qiling's words that polluted his son's pure heart: "Young master, the master is short to tell you that you can take a good rest tomorrow and don't have to go to Runliu Mountain again."

Fang Qiling blinked, so he can go to see Yunzhou tomorrow?

Can't help showing an expectant smile, Ren Mianzhi sighed in his heart when he saw him like this, and said: "There will be a market in Enfeng tomorrow."

Fang Qiling's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Uncle Ren."

Early the next morning, Fang Qiling got up early, ran to the leftover mountain next door to borrow something from a senior sister he knew, and started fiddling with the bottles and jars on the table, trying to figure out how to put powder on his face, when he bumped into Ren Sheng who gave him a gift. breakfast.

Xiao Rensheng watched his senior brother paint his face with indescribable eyes, and was so shocked that he even forgot to put down his breakfast.

Fang Qiling turned his head and saw him, completely felt that there was something wrong with his actions, and held up two colors of makeup and asked the other children: "Ren Sheng, do you think this color makes your senior brother heroic, or this?"

Ren Sheng and Ren Sheng put down their meals and ran out in fright.

Hmm, it seems that neither of these are suitable.Fang Qiling picked up another bottle without changing his expression.

After washing and dressing for a long time, Fang Qiling asked the boy to call the white crane and fly to Master Yangming's Wangdao Peak.

Xu Shi's two-month selection was really exhausting. When Fang Qiling arrived, Zhuang Yunzhou hadn't woken up yet, so he rejected the boy.Fang Qiling carefully pulled a chair over and sat on it, hugging the back of the chair with both arms, not bothering him, just watching his sleeping face so quietly, feeling a sense of peace in his heart.

The sun is rising.

Zhuang Yunzhou's eyelids trembled, his thick eyelashes flapped up and down twice, and he opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" The familiar voice came to his ears with a smile, and Zhuang Yunzhou's remaining drowsiness was instantly chased away. He turned his head suddenly, and saw his friend who hadn't seen him for a long time lying on the back of the chair, looking at him leisurely.

"Brother Qiling?!" Sitting up from the bed, Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes were filled with joy, "Where have you been these days?"

"Miss me?" Fang Qiling joked half-truthfully.

Zhuang Yunzhou touched his nose in embarrassment, but did not deny it.

So cute.Fang Qiling thought to himself, and then without hesitation put the blame on Jingbo: "Master wants me to practice meditation, and I have been locked up until yesterday. I came to you as soon as I saw the sound transmission stone. I'm sorry, let's say The state is worried."

"..." Scoundrels!Because the apprentice was in a critical period, Jing Bo, who was worried about following, squinted his eyes when he heard Fang Qiling's words in the room, thinking without any fluctuations in his heart, let this kid really retreat after the apprenticeship ceremony is over.

Someone who didn't know that he was about to face a catastrophe was still teasing him seriously: "You don't know how much I have suffered. When I can't bear it anymore, I will think about you, and my heart will be strong."

"Enduring hardship?" Zhuang Yunzhou's focus has always been very distinctive. He couldn't help frowning, and asked with some concern, "Is Uncle Jing Bo very strict? You have reduced a lot."

"That's not ordinary severity!" Fang Qiling was shocked when he heard that he said that he had lost weight, and then in order to cover up his current situation, he didn't care about any teacher-student feelings at all, and said nonsense, "Master said that I am in such a situation. If you don’t suffer more than others, you won’t be successful at all.”

Uncle Jing Bo, who has been slandered again, is sitting on the roof: Yangming, this apprentice, should work hard, and I will talk to Yangming later.

This is really not wrong, but Zhuang Yunzhou was still a little worried, and told him: "Cultivation is important, and you should also cherish yourself."

"You too." Fang Qiling's heart was sweet, and he heard him say again: "By the way, Brother Feng has also come to Baopu Palace. If you see him, you will be very happy."

"I saw it." Fang Qiling looked at his sweetheart's lively appearance, and felt that no matter how much pain he was in, he could bear it.

He stared into Zhuang Yunzhou's eyes, and said seriously: "I have seen all the sound transmissions you gave me." In the past five months, he has survived by relying on these messages, every time he thought he could not hold on. , let Ren Sheng recite the sound transmission stone to him.Hearing those words, thinking that if he couldn't make it through, someone else would take his place. Every time he thought of this, his heart was filled with strength.

He hadn't lived a happy life with Yunzhou yet, so how could he die so easily?

When Fang Qiling thought of those wonderful scenes in the future, he became very excited, and the smile on his lips brought out a bit of romance: "I am very happy to be missed by Yunzhou like this." The last four words were read by him It was slightly gentle, with an indescribably ambiguous taste.

Being watched intently by those eyes, Zhuang Yunzhou couldn't help but turn his head away for some reason.