On the Importance of Chinese Characters

The two bid farewell to Yang Changming, Fang Qiling's gold and jade disciple card was lost, Zhuang Yunzhou took him to Deacon Peak to get a new one, and took him to some more important places in the palace, and then sent him back to the guard clumsy peak.

Zhuang Yunzhou summoned the boy Ren Sheng, explained Fang Qiling's current situation, and asked him to remind him to write about Fang Qiling from time to time.

Knowing that Fang Qiling had temporarily lost his memory, Ren Sheng was both surprised and sad.Although Fang Qiling didn't remember him anymore, the child looked very pitiful with a sad expression on his face, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch his chubby face: "What does this expression do, I will remember soon .”

Don't look at Ren Sheng's other party Qiling being very mischievous in normal times, but deep down in his heart, he still admires this senior brother very much. After hearing what he said, he believed it, put away the sadness on his face, and nodded seriously: "It's true. Brother is so powerful, he will definitely remember it quickly."

Zhuang Yunzhou saw that he was not unaccustomed to being on Shouzhuo Peak, so he had to take his leave and leave: "I have been away from the palace for a while, and I should go back to see Master."

"It should be." Fang Qiling thought that they were only parting for a short time, but he never saw Zhuang Yunzhou since that day.

"Senior Brother Qiling, Brother Qingyue on Wangdao Peak said that Senior Brother Zhuang went out of the palace, and he seems to have realized something. He will be in seclusion for a period of time and cannot see guests." Ren Sheng's words made Fang Qiling slightly frowned.

He lowered his head and rubbed the sound transmission stone in the center of his hand, and suddenly felt something was wrong.These days, he has been very persistent in sending voice transmissions to Zhuang Yunzhou, but he rarely responds, each time with a few words, neither responding to his invitation nor taking the initiative to offer it.

Fang Qiling couldn't sit still anymore, he went up to Wangdao Peak himself, and the newspaper boy in the peak replied him with the same answer, Fang Qiling returned without success.

A few days later, he accidentally heard a disciple say that he had seen Zhuang Yunzhou at Shuyang Peak, and he passed the sound transmission, but there was no reply from the other side.

Fang Qiling's heart sank completely - Zhuang Yunzhou was avoiding him.

In fact, thinking about it carefully, since the last time I saw the wisteria, there were vague signs of this matter.It's just that at that time he always felt that he was too aggressive before, and he also intended to distance himself from Zhuang Yunzhou, so he didn't care too much.But since returning to Baopu Palace, this situation couldn't be more obvious.

Might really make myself guess right.Regarding his previous behavior, Yunzhou probably really didn't say anything out of affection, and those concerns for him were just pure brotherhood, but they were misunderstood by his evil-minded self.But now that he returned to Baopu Palace, probably after someone took care of him, he felt relieved to distance himself from him.

Fang Qiling's face was gloomy, and he was severely hit by his own brain power.

"Senior Brother, Brother Feng is here, do you see?" Ren Sheng pushed open the door and saw his senior brother rubbing a sound transmission stone with an expression that seemed wrong, so he reminded him in a low voice, "Senior Brother Feng Zangshui has been with you since childhood." grew up together."

Fang Qiling became interested and raised his head: "Please come in quickly."

Feng Zangshui was standing behind Ren Sheng at this time, and when he heard his voice, he pushed the door open and came in: "What's wrong with you? Ren Sheng said you lost your memory and can't remember the past?"

"En." Looking at Feng Zangshui, Fang Qiling felt very familiar and friendly, knowing that this must be his good friend, but at this moment he was in a bad mood and couldn't bring up enthusiasm, so he just responded lightly.

"What's wrong with you, Senior Brother Zhuang rejected your confession?" Feng Zangshui raised his eyebrows.

Fang Qiling was startled: "Do you know that I like Zhuang Yunzhou?"

"The life stone is given to others, how can I not know?" Feng Zangshui slowly picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

This is already the second time Fang Qiling has heard the term 'lifestone', and he found someone to clarify his confusion: "What is a lifestone?"

"It is the sincerity of our Nanming people, a gem made by condensing our own blood and spiritual thoughts through secret methods." Feng Zangshui took a sip of water, "In the Nanming people, sending a life stone is a great courtship."

"Of course, foreigners also learn from us, but they don't pay attention to this, they just want to see the living conditions of people."

Fang Qiling suddenly remembered that when he was in Sanyao Caolu, he had seen a blood-red gemstone hanging around Zhuang Yunzhou's neck by chance.At that time, the gemstone gave him a strange feeling. When he was about to take a closer look, Zhuang Yunzhou found that the necklace was exposed. When he hit his line of sight, he looked very nervous. Seeing him like this, Fang Qiling didn't ask any further questions. go down.

He sat up straight suddenly, and muttered to himself: "Could it be that the red gemstone is my lifestone?"

If that is really his lifestone... Fang Qiling's eyes gradually light up, does he still have some hope?

After all, if Yunzhou really didn't feel anything about him, how could he still wear it close to his body when he knew what the fate stone represented?I'm afraid it will be back sooner.

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"What's the matter with you and Fang Qiling?" On Wangdao Peak, Yang Ming also saw that the disciple's state was not right, and he looked out of his mind.After a little questioning, I found out that Shouzhuofeng's post has been rejected several times.

"It's nothing." Zhuang Yunzhou smiled, without any explanation.

Yangming didn't force him, but said: "Jingbo hasn't returned yet, it's been very lively there recently."

Quite lively?Zhuang Yunzhou paused for a while before looking up at Yangming.

It's a pity that Master Yangming is not interested in talking about it anymore, he didn't have a good impression of Fang Qiling at first.

It is night, when everything is quiet and everyone sleeps soundly.

Zhuang Yunzhou was lying on the bed, thinking about it, always feeling a little uneasy.Shouzhuo Peak is just a small mountain in Baopu Mountains, Uncle Jingbo is in a special situation, except for some attendants, there is no one else on the peak, it can be regarded as the cleanest place in Baopu Palace.Such a place, but Yangming said it was very lively...

to go, or not to go?Zhuang Yunzhou's heart was torn back and forth like a fight.

A few days ago, he made up his mind to take advantage of Fang Qiling's amnesia to increase the distance between the two of them.Long-term pain is always better than short-term pain, so he hopes that time will be indifferent to everything.

This is the determination he made after he told himself again and again.He thought he would be able to keep his faith, but who knows, he really overestimated himself, any disturbance on Shouzhuo Peak could defeat him.

Nothing!Zhuang Yunzhou scolded himself viciously in his heart.

So, can't go.He told himself, must not go!

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A small spatial fluctuation flashed across Shouzhuo Peak, and Zhuang Yunzhou stood incognito in Fang Qiling's courtyard, with a sullen face, sulking at himself.

"Ah!" A beast-like roar suddenly rose from the small courtyard, and there was infinite pain in that voice.

The voice of enlightenment!Zhuang Yunzhou's heart skipped a beat, he suddenly raised his head to look in the direction of the sound, and when the source technique moved, his whole body changed space.

This place was originally a small garden of Qiling Bieyuan. At this time, all the flowers and plants in the garden were gone, replaced by a hut watered by refined steel and hard rocks.

Fang Qiling's voice came from this room.

Looking closely, the house seems to be integrated with the ground, leaving only sparse round holes as air holes on the four sides. The dark house looks like a solid prison.

'Boom, boom, boom—'

A violent breath of source power came from the stone house, as if someone was constantly hitting the wall.That powerful force made the whole stone house tremble, which showed how powerful and ruthless the person who came was.

Zhuang Yunzhou walked over quickly, stood in front of the air hole and looked in. After seeing the picture inside, his pupils shrank suddenly——

Fang Qiling was hitting the wall.

The thick stainless steel hard stone wall known as hard casting is full of potholes and scratches. It is hard for Zhuang Yunzhou to imagine how Fang Qiling used it to leave such deep marks on the fine steel stone where scratches may not be visible even with a swing of a knife. With so much strength, he couldn't even look at the bloodstains on the wall.

Fang Qiling was roaring.

His blood-red eyes were full of crazy rage and endless killing intent. The tyrannical source power raged unscrupulously in the stone house, beating, hitting, eager to vent the pain in his body, and it didn't know how long it took. The strength gradually weakened.

He seemed to have no strength left, he staggered two steps while holding his head, then fell to the ground in pain, panting violently.

The pain didn't let him go, it was still raging in his head.Fang Qiling grabbed his hair with both hands, the pain was so severe that he even hit his head against the wall.The uncontrollable cry of pain was a bit like that of a strange beast because of the excessive force.

Zhuang Yunzhou clenched his back teeth tightly, and his heart ached like a drop of blood for a moment.He stood there masochistically watching Fang Qiling struggling in pain, his short nails were clenched and broken in his palms, dyeing his palms bright red.

After a long time, the voice inside faded away.The sound of footsteps came from outside the courtyard, Zhuang Yunzhou came back to his senses, and instantly shifted to an inconspicuous corner of the courtyard.

The person who comes is Fengzangshui.

"How are you?" he called through an air hole.

After a while, Fang Qiling said in a heavily panting voice: "I can't die." He also smiled a little at the end.

"I really don't know how you can still laugh!" Feng Zangshui couldn't help but swear, a wave of source power flashed across his body, and a door appeared out of nowhere from the stone wall.

He pushed open the door and went in, and the moonlight filtered through the open door, illuminating a small area.The mottled blood on the dark wall is shocking.Fang Qiling curled up on the ground, his forehead and fists were covered with blood.

Seeing Feng Zangshui coming, he moved his body slightly, put himself into a not-so-difficult and embarrassed posture, and laughed twice: "Haha, Zangshui, don't tell me, the eruption of the blood mist in the vast sea is really big. It has improved my tolerance, and now for me, the usual knowledge of sea wind is not a problem at all!"

"Do you think I'm a blessing in disguise?"

"Fuck!" Feng Zangshui rudely lifted him from the ground and supported him to walk out, "You are self-torturing. The vast sea of ​​blood is in the sea of ​​consciousness, just let the strong wind wear away slowly! You have to detonate yourself What is it doing?!"

"I don't have so much time. This thing is a hidden danger if it is left alone. It hurts a little. I would rather kill it than this thing in my mind." Fang Qiling pressed the weight of his whole body On others, he said leisurely, "Pain is the least scary thing for me."

"You are so impatient, is it because of Zhuang Yunzhou?" Feng Zangshui asked sideways.

Fang Qiling smiled: "Is it so obvious?"

"It's not obvious." Feng Zangshui supported him to go out, "It's just that we grew up together, and I can somewhat guess what's on your mind."

Fang Qiling narrowed his eyes: "I want to be sure of something, so I have to quickly remember the past. Only then will I know how to prescribe the right medicine."

"You never thought of giving up?" Feng Zangshui frowned.

"Give up? Impossible." Fang Qiling said directly without thinking, "I don't want to, and I can't do it."

Zhuang Yunzhou's heart trembled, he took a step forward almost imperceptibly, his lips trembled, and finally he gritted his teeth and held back.

Feng Zangshui threw Fang Qiling onto the bed, and when he was preparing water and wound medicine, he found that Fang Qiling had fallen asleep on the bed.

Sighing, Feng Zangshui looked at his wounds and found that they were all skin traumas, so he simply didn't do anything to deal with them. Anyway, with Qi Ling's physique, such injuries will heal after a few days without treatment.

So he opened the door and went back to the guest room.

There was silence in the inner room, only Fang Qiling's tired and shallow breathing remained.Zhuang Yunzhou opened the door carefully and came in, looking at the blood on his body, his eyes flashed distressed, the word source technique of 'medicine' fell on Fang Qiling's body silently, and the wound gradually disappeared under the illumination of the source technique.

Zhuang Yunzhou put a small milky white bottle beside his bed, turned around and quietly went back to Wangdao Peak.